The rain has stopped now,
A welcome and sudden reprieve
From the blanket of summer’s swelter.
It vanished as quickly as it appeared,
Yet even as I venture out
I can still taste the stinging sweetness
Of wet droplets on hot asphalt.
The night sky is silent now,
Almost eerie, devoid of stars.
A velvet, blackish-gray slate –
The perfect backdrop to trees
That line the streets.
They’re different now, somehow
Once proud, now humbled,
Burdened from the recent downpour
Bent, certainly not broken.
Their branches, waterlogged,
Reach for me across the sidewalk
An awkward, loving embrace.
I slide sideways,
Avoiding their damp cuddles, smiling
As I continue my walk
After the rain.
About the Creator
Misty Rae
Retired legal eagle, nature love, wife, mother of boys and cats, chef, and trying to learn to play the guitar. I play with paint and words. Living my "middle years" like a teenager and loving every second of it!
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