Poem for a Rainy Day - Nov. 17, 2025

Gary Hunter
Nov 17, 2025
1 min read

is it really about the way fat drops

bounce in puddles

or the dark clouds that drove away

those happy blue skies

the incessant dripping and tapping

on your roof or the single drop on

your neck that made you curse?

maybe it’s about you, your blackened

clouds, your soaked earth

watching tears that have yet to fall

from a feeling you’ve hidden very well,

a reminder of a situation you could

do something about

but will probably just wait

wait till it passes

until the sun comes out

and chases it all away

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