After the rain’s noise
the desire to dance.
All the birds cry.
NaHaiWriMo – Prompt
(The image of Barn’s conjured up pictures of emptiness or overflowing fullness. There can be moments when we just feel full up or we feel empty. The storms of life come and the barn is all ways there, ready and waiting to be used. Happy or sad, found or lost, dance or cry).
Life From A Park Bench 
smiles. when the rain breaks
it is time to rejoice.
as much as it was
when the rains came.
Beautiful poem. I also really enjoyed your prose after the poem!