Rain A Trickster


It is hide and seek.
The rainfall plays a trick.

I am ready for a stroll at six
Torrential pour, am in a fix.

I return to my workplace
Drizzles intermittent in pace.

I commence to write
The downpour disappears from sight.

Gather myself in a hurry
try to go in a scurry.

Droplets slip on my forehead
I hustle back to my bed.

That is the conclusion of my walk.
The hour is nine o’clock.

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