Thursday, April 03, 2008
Letter #3: Dear Rain
It was nice that you visited today, but seeing your beady eyes
was a surprise.
I had no idea that you were even thinking of us,
the season of heat has captured the sky.
I can feel the forces tugging this way and that.
But I'd like to say...
next time, please announce your travel plans.
I'd like to have a party,
run through the puddles
or dance naked under the drain pipe,
a plastic bag over my head and the straps over my ears.
Or on more formal occasions,
I could carry an umbrella.
Not to put you off, but to listen to the patter of your laughter above me.