He always
always
walked
in
the
rain
“You
can’t see my tears
then…”
He would come
home,
leave the
umbrella
on
the
porch
Hang up
the
rain coat
Shake
out
his hat
(which drove me crazy
the
mess
it
made)
Sit down
and
smile
“Just wonderful!”
He always said
“Just wonderful!”
And
when
the rain
lifted
and
the sun peaked
back
into the world
and
the flowers
and
things
seemed fresher
brighter
happier
he would
repeat it
“Just wonderful!”
Now
he is no
longer here
He has returned
to
the sky
(where the rain comes from)
So
I walk
every time it rains
(if
I possibly can)
And you
know
what?
He’s right!
He is absolutely right
You can’t see my tears!
