Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Rain (Poem)

Rain

Sing “Rain, Rain”
with me, Daddy,

she says, falling back
from the window

into our queen-sized
bed, curling
into the gap between
my outstretched arm

and ribs. Okay, I say,
and sing, Rain, rain go
away, come again some
other day. Rain, rain

go away come again
some other day,
while
hoping the rain will stay
to keep her and her sisters

home, away
from the thunderheads, the
lightning, the hail, the hands
of the jerk I saw on the news

who touched a little girl
at the store while her mom’s
back was turned, then turned
and walked away.