Where And When Rain Falls

In isolating gray and grime of last week's melting snow The season that takes the longest to leave Leaves me with half a cup of tea And far too many thoughts of you Where and when the rain falls In need of a outreach, I outsource my emotions Giving glance to strangers in the supermarket Gas stations and gathering places As you are no longer found Where and when the rain falls Busy, your hands, helping another While expertly helping yourself to surviving the long winter Fed, and well fended for, as opportunity presents it's pattern Weaving you into another web, escaping the drafts Where and when the rain falls It is troublesome to keep jumping puddles Seeking out the solid soil soon enough to sprout lush grass That promised awakening that provides poets a reason to wander on looking ahead, through the storm clouds Where and when rain falls