Rain Again.

They say 

it's going 

to rain again. 

The sky seems 

to promise such.  

I recall the time 

we stood under the shop awning 

on the way home 

from school 

when the rain came down 

and we stood there 

waiting for it to ease or stop. 

She took off 

her thick lens glasses 

to wipe away the rain 

that blurred her sight. 

The weather 

looks like rain 

and I sit recalling that day 

seventy years away.