Sitting in the Rain

I am outside

Sitting in the rain

The cool water falls

On the pavement

In small splashes

And plinks of sound

As the cars turn

Puddles into waves

That froth and pool

In the dips and hollows

Of the broken concrete

The heat of the afternoon

Has gone and the day

Is cool and refreshed

The wind blows my hair gently

Across my face

And rustles the pine boughs

That cheer on the rain

With their waving

Shielded under the awning

I am misted by the errant drops

That blow my way

And freckle my skin

The storm is rising

The sky flashes with lightning

A light show on a silver screen sky

The thunder booms

Like a bass drum

And counts the beat of the storm

As it passes

And I

I sit in the rain

And smile

As I get wet

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