It’s raining! It’s raining!
It has not rained in more than a month.
I run out the door,
spreading my arms skyward.
I laugh out loud, dancing in the rain.
A smile smears joyfully across my face.
I run across the patio,
rain drops pelleting my face, my arms.
I laugh out loud, dancing in the rain.
My dog stands, rain running off her.
Usually, she hates the rain.
Lightning flashes, thunder echoes,
the steel roof plays staccato music.
I laugh out loud, dancing in the rain.
It’s raining! It’s raining!
Yesterday, I started an online poetry class with the Story Circle Network. The teacher is Lorraine Mejia-Green. This week we are focusing on the poetry of Mary Oliver. While I was reading her poems and the assignments associated with them, it began to rain. I became so excited I forgot all about my assignments and enjoyed the rain. I even posted my excitement on Facebook and called my daughter. She laughed and said, “You are a dork!”
