Rain Poem by Jay Loring

The rain has been falling
what seems like forever.
I'm not really certain how long.
It's no good attempting
some outdoor endeavor.
I'm hoping the forecast is wrong.

There's no end in sight,
there's just more rain in store.
It's a horrible, miserable pill.
And just when you think
there could be nothing more,
they predict even worse weather still

For now, they are saying we might just get snow,
as the temperatures plummet to zero.
I'll stoke up the fire and get it a-glow!
At least I can be my wife's hero.

The sun is a long-faded memory to me,
though I'm sure that it's still somewhere there.
But I look to the heavens and all I can see
are more rain clouds - with hardly a tear.

I've had so much time to just ponder and think -
what would normally come in short spurts,
that finally I may be quite over the brink.
And friend, let me tell you, it hurts