Rain
- Cora Hanson
- Jul 13, 2020
- 1 min read
Droplets race on a child's window
And are flung off the windshield ahead.
Falling in a stream, they disturb a minnow
And hit a stranded fish, mixing with the red.
A worm hears the rain and buries his head,
While the grass above drinks the meal.
Fur taints it when off a fox it was shed,
It mixes with dirt under a human heel.
He hits one knee and hears her squeal,
They wander home as it wets her hair.
A girl watches with an umbrella, wishing for the unreal.
A soaked man reaches out, asking for her to spare.
Sonder can sometimes overtake us all,
With rain we realize that our worlds are small.
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