Signs Above, Signs Below Poem by Denis Martindale

I can't help but look at the sky.
Cloudy yet with clouds floating far away,
Perhaps gathering themselves closer together.
Perhaps it will rain soon.
But then I look at the beauty of a little bird nearby,
Singing away merrily to the flowers
That bide their time greeting a new day.
Reminding one and all that it has come again.
Perhaps they know that a shower is coming soon…

The thought stirs me to stand up and to return home.
A sudden shower can dampen my spirits so easily.
I didn't always heed the signs above.
But today I will and if I make it safely home,
I'll have a big smile on my face if it does rain.
You didn't catch me out today!
My clothes are as dry as I first left the house.
My hair is still neat and tidy…
And I got out of the gardening as well…


Denis Martindale May 2020.