que pasa

I mentioned the term "extractions" in Dreary Day. Papa swung by with the rain yesterday. Here is what we ended up with.

The skies open up
With it comes release
For nature and the world
Didn't know I needed this

Schoolboy walks past caught in the rain
Me and 'brella, don't feel his pain
Baleful glare, thinks I don't understand
But wretchedness - she has many hands

I have no more tears
The skies can do the crying
But the rain doesn't stop
Did I have so much bottled up?

Rain, turn brown to green again
It needs time, don't know when
I can't stand this waiting game
Help me Papa, I exclaim

Pattering has stopped and it is quieter
Can hear the frogs and crickets in the still
The heart is steadier, the mind is clearer
Take another step tomorrow, that I will

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It is Friday. There is game today. YES!