Rainy days rainy nights

pass by and if you are lucky

it will rain so hard you laugh

and wash the grit away.

no spot will be dry and if it were

it would only be bothersome.

by far the worst of rain

is a drizzle that keeps you

perpetually damp, gritty with dirt,

the rain jacket rains your sweat

back on to you, never escaping.

better to leave for waiting or walking

the hearty fall of drenching drops

And to lick your lips and quench the tongue

is a smile of liquid sunshine in a warm wind


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