it's a tad overcast
in our parts to-day
and rain shall fall
by the end of day

the weathermen
have told us to be ready
as the falls of rain
will be quite steady

we've got our wellington boats
at our back doors
and our umbrellas
are unfurled on verandah floors

the rain will give us
no trouble at all
as a matter of fact
we'll be pleased with its call

for the rain's multitude of drops
we've been waiting
and its pitter patter
will be ever so satiating

conditions have been
as dry as a bone
a few puddles on the roads
will not makes us groan

the rain has just started
to spill o'er the town
and all of our car windows
have been left down

but we're really happy
that the rain is falling
listening to its moistening spree
is ever so enthralling

I let my nails grow long
And the polish fade and chip away.
I did not cut them or file them down.
I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.
Not until you returned.
But in time, they snagged on clothes.
They became jagged from breaking.
I bit them until
I could not deal with them any longer.
So I did what I said I wouldn’t.
I cut my nails and
I painted them again.
I started over.

Pain has no number.
On a scale of one to ten?
It is infinite.