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