POEM - She Hates the Rain

She says maybe it’s weather

The lingering pressure system

Giving her this pain in her back

Or all the wet weather

All I know is I'm tired

Of all the rain

Cloudy days

I'm feeling a need

For some serious vitamin D

Then she looks out the window

At the spittle coming down

The silence only temporary

It's sunny !!!

It's sunny right now!

And it's still raining!

This is NOT fair!

She is born of the sun

It will take longer

Maybe twenty years in

She won't feel it so bad

But there are serious withdrawals now

There were many options

I'm glad we ended up here

I was looking at a job in Seattle

It would have killed her

As rainy as the South is

At least they have a relationship with the sun

In the Northwest

The sun has been banished

Has to call ahead

For limited visiting hours

I’m used to this stuff

I was born and raised

In the clouded climbs

Where snow and rain hang out

It is the status quo

So I pray for some sun

I think the wet has made its point

Out in the front yard

All I can see

Is all the new growth

Of a never ending variety

Of mushroom after mushroom

Thriving on the soggy rot

Of our wet and decaying landscape