Rain, rain, go away.
Come again some other day.
We sit together
alone in our thoughts,
me drinking coffee,
you sipping tea,
waiting for the promised orange ball
to break through the prism of somber tones.
Splash, splash, splash.
Hopes for the beach and pool
drip down the windowpane
sucked into the sand below.
We take turns shuffling cards.
Another round of Uno or Skip-Bo.
We test our mental moxie with Scattergories
or powerbroker prowess with Monolopy.
A burst of laughter here,
a frustrated moan there.
In between the raindrops,
the room where we sit brightens
in the colorful prism of our smiles.
Rain, rain, you can stay.
Friendship grows despite the gray.
© Susan Schoeffield
Written for Day 14 of Creative Bloomings “Granada Camp for Wayward Poets” July 2014 Poem-A-Day Challenge to write a poem about what to do when it’s raining and you’re stuck inside.