Its rained now six of seven days
I still dont miss the sun
I splashed mud onto my pants
I think the stain has a Leno chin
I still dont miss the sun
I will have to mow the grass soon
Still its to wet to work
I know I dont miss the sun
Its a welcome chill in the air
Clean and sparse...fresh
I vividly recall the sun ....warm
Shades screening my squinty eyes
I still....dont miss the sun
My breath roils from lips
caught like sprays from the sea
Puff puff explosions to the sky
I wipe the screen with the squeakers
I still point between the lines
I found leaks I knew I'd find again
I still dont miss the sun
I roll my leggins high to keep the cuffs so dry
I wish I could slash in the mud.....
I still dont miss the sun....
I still dont miss the sun .
©tRm