Only Rain

One drop, two, a wet

Mist becomes a steady

Stream as over burdened

Cloud wring out their

Gray upon this day, as

Puddles form and cars

Splash passersby, 

Night dark joins in, so I

Don my best dress,

High heels, grab my

Red umbrella and go

Outside to dance for

The child in me.

By Gail Constable

From: Canada

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