Rain pours when you feel the pain

The rubber boots rested by the door

I didn’t know what to do with them

Staring to leak when I was nearly poor

I’ve always been confused

Unsure how to celebrate

A golden birthday

In my body’s estate

The importance of time

Like tide for the sea

This year I’ll work better

I have yet to see

Fall knits winters sweater

A lost memory

Driven by the city