Spatters of bright hot sunshine between graying clouds,
brewing,
My bare shoulders shudder.
Relax, the rain is off in the distance.
There, unapologetically undulating onward.  
I’d like to stay in the sun where it’s warm.
The sounds of splashing and children laughing.
Where everything is bright green and it’s all alive,
even me.
A fake smile turned real.
I crane my face upward bathed in gratitude.
The storm might be heading right towards me,
and maybe,
when it comes, I won’t run.
I’ll dance in the rain.