Rainy At My House

Torrents of rain
Flume for the gutters
Blankets of gray
Spread out above us

Treetops sashay
Swinging here and then fro
Like wild swing dancers
Commandeering the floor

Windows bead heavy
With water droplets
Some are seen racing
With weightful swiftness

Wrens still sing
With treetops for cover
It makes a great stage
As well as umbrella

Shhhhh of wet tires
Hog all the air
It's rainy at my house
But sunny somewhere

Bill MacEachern August 2024