Allie

Sometimes I get to listening to the rain. I open up my windows and just listen. Listening to the drops hit the ground, maybe land on a grasshopper or something. It's peaceful as hell. It really is. But then when I'm in this relaxed state, I get to thinking about all the crap in the back of my mind. The thinking makes me feel all depressed. I don't suggest sitting in bed and listening to the rain. It will make you awful lonesome. When I feel like this, having conversations with Allie helps me feel better. Either that, or I pull out his old baseball mitt with all the poems written on it. I've read them so many times, I've memorized most of them.
Here's my favorite one.

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud by William Wordsworth 

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

What I really like about it is that it's written in the tiniest handwriting, because it's so long and all. Allie wrote with a tiny-tipped marker for hours to get all the verses from it on the glove. That's how much he loved it. I wish you could have seen it. It really was something. It's my favorite poem too, because reading all that stuff about the clouds makes me feel like he's happy in heaven right now. I hope he's happy up there.

Clouds:
https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuEnx4MRNjxZrLit38loiv_bEfrFcgbDhv-5KvPcI1Z0ympMw-EjxgmEz0v-mOhs5F8I0VIqXlFbkREs0VUtiaupsWdOEy2Juqa4H_UIieHnPUv8ERyi5vfTEbagJHVs-dT79DLnLhZVA/s1600/clouds.jpg

Poem:
http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/william_wordsworth/poems/10951