Caught In Rainy Weather Poem by Nia Schexnider

In between tasks,

Walking down a path,

I felt a cold drop touch my face,

I stopped and looked up in place.


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For a moment, I paused.

And as though for it's glory, expecting applause

The lightning was followed by thunder,

And I alone was left to wonder.

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Should I run? Should I hide?

Will I get out of this storm alive?

I am afraid! And alone,

This path is not toward home...

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But before my thoughts were fully projected,

The weather went and did the expected,

And it soaked me all the way through,

It was over before I knew.