A Question In The Rain

A LIGHT COLD RAIN WAS FALLING
AS I LEFT THE HOUSE THAT DAY
A WESTERN WIND WAS BLOWING
THROUGH THAT OVERCAST OF GRAY

PUDDLES FILLED THE STREETS
AS I BEGAN MY DAILY WALK
STEADY PATTER ON MY UMBRELLA
I SHIVERED BUT DIDN’T BALK

SHOD WITH RUBBER BOOTS I WAS
THE HEAVY INSULATED KIND
WOOL SWEATER AND WINDBREAKER
WARMEST HAT THAT I COULD FIND

FACING INTO THE WIND I TROD
ON A DAY BOTH DARK AND BLEAK
WALKING, A QUESTION FORMED
AND AN ANSWER I NEEDED TO SEEK

“GOD, I KNOW THAT YOU HEAR ME”
“THERE’S SOMETHING I MUST KNOW”
“MUST WE HAVE THESE NASTY DAYS”
“WHY, IT’S COLD ENOUGH TO SNOW!”

CHUCKLING, HE ANSWERED ME
AND I WON’T FORGET WHAT HE SAID
IT MAKES MY TREKS MUCH EASIER
BY THE LIGHT THAT HE SHED

“EVERYONE LOVES THE SUNSHINE”
“IT MAKES THEM HAPPY AND GLAD”
“BUT CAN THEY KEEP THAT FEELING
ON A DAY BOTH NASTY AND BAD?”

“I CREATED THESE DAYS AS A TEST
TO SEE HOW THEY WILL REACT”
“HOPING THAT THEY’LL STILL SEEK ME
ON BAD DAYS, MATTER OF FACT”

“THAT’S THE PURPOSE FOR THE RAIN
AND WHY I SEND THE SNOW”
“JUST MAYBE THEY WILL THINK OF ME
AS THEIR DAILY LIVES I SLOW”

Thursday, June 23, 2022