Rain

(In response to Abstract girl with umbrella in the rain)

The fresh raindrops wipe the anxiety from my pale face
The dirty street water washes over my numb bare feet
I feel like a little girl again
Standing in the puddled streets.
Taking my time,
Enjoying myself.
My batlike umbrella sits in my hand useless
Right now, I need to expose myself to the world,
not hide under a cloud of gloom
The water drops trickle down my shivery body
My black cotton dress clings to my figure like its life depends on it.
My hair is swept out of my face, flowing behind me down my back
My body is perched on the earth, taking it all in.
I can feel the warm blood pumping in my frozen veins
I sigh
This made me feel alive,
But every day I come home from my tedious job
Feeling anything but alive.
It should rain more often.