A Rainy Day

A rainy day is gloomy,

You want to remain in bed.

It’s not the rain I dislike,

It’s the dreariness I dread.

I need the sun to wake me up,

So I can get around;

But on a very rainy day,

It’s nowhere to be found.

I seem to lose my energy.

My ambition has flown the coup.

I can’t wait for the sun to return

So I can try to regroup.

I know we need the rain to fall,

To water all the plants,

I understand that circumstance.

But, why can’t it rain just an hour a day,

That would keep the drought away.

That would not ruin any one’s plans,

And we could continue on our way.

I know we have umbrellas,

But they can be a pain;

It would be much, much better

If it never, ever rained.

Shirley Binkley

Cedar View Apartments

shirleybentzbinkley@gmail.com