Yours Truly, Rain Boots


United States
43° 49' 23.5704" N, 83° 58' 27.9336" W

Dear Rainy Days,
Your exciting, splashy puddles
I simply can't resist,
You are my explanation;
The reason I exist.

I literally jump for joy
While the world hides
From cold and wet and gray,
Because I crave your Weather,
And ask the Clouds to stay.

And you know you need me, too,
For as your Showers
Steal the daylight here,
My faux-sunshine yellow
Brings puddle-jumping cheer.

So before the Sun gets back,
Let's set a date;
The goal of our pursuits.
You bring Thunder, and I'll invite Umbrella
Yours truly, Rain Boots.


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