rain on us

here's what happened tonight.

as I came out to the parking lot I saw
that it had begun to rain

it's summer, so no worry
I took my shoes off, put them in a shopping bag
and started walking to the car

a memory was triggered
a very good memory

then it was still bright
when the weather caught us,
today it was dark, it was night

here and then
hours apart, thousands of miles apart
but the rain, the rain was the same:
gentle
joyous
overwhelming

magnificent drops
like wet kisses

streets still warm from day's stern but loving grip
water steaming upwards to meet the drops coming down

as I drove to the house
and listened to the radio,
this song
this yet another memory
a very good memory
sprang to mind
"time on my hands could be time spent with you"

isn't it wonderful to remember!
isn't there lot to be thankful for.
"I guess that's why they call it the blues"

good colour