Dear Rain, I love you. I love the sound you make on my windows at night, and the way you make the City streets glisten. You make me either walk more briskly or more slowly and carefully, but never my usual pace. And you know how I love unusual deviations to my life and day.
We need you. Water’s been scarce and the dairy cows are frowning. Welcome back.
But… please take a break tonight.
I want to go the Giants game.
Days when the water ran dry
never fazed me