Rain

Rain, Rain

Here you are again

 

Here in the Northwest we remain

 

The seasons that change

We face them head on

 

Winter, spring

Summer or fall

 

We all weather your days

With wet smiles upon our face

 

Through the sublime greens of

You’re Washington Evergreens

 

We trek by day upon wet sands

Ocean Shores is within hand

 

Listening for the howl of the

Winds from your core

 

Waiting for the darkness 

haunted by

The rumble, the lightening,                                                                                                                      those Westport storms

 

We worship the Sun Gods several weeks

a year and listen for whispers of

Spectacular events to appear

 

While hiking your heavenly mountain peaks

And all those undiscovered 

in betweens

 

All together we embrace your grace

With days spent here and there

Amid a typical Washington Day

 

Rachelle Molnar © 03-12-13