Ode to the Umbrella

Some people become depressed when it's rainy and gray outside. I am not one of those people. In fact, I bask in the joy of waking up and looking outside to see a dark, cloudy sky. Perhaps you are condemning this confession as utterly heinous. To prevent this condemnation, I must be loquacious--allow me to explain.

I could spend every day curled up in the house with a hot cup of tea just watching the drops pour out of the sky. I love rain because cool weather generally accompanies it. There is nothing more pleasant than a cool breeze with the scent of fresh rain.

Rain signifies newness along with agedness. It brings new life. It reminds of God's creation.

And now, for a rather entertaining haiku...this is for Abby because I know it will make her laugh. Actually, it will make you laugh too. But in any case, I've never professed to be a proficient haiku writer, and I strongly disliked the only poetry class I ever took. Nevertheless, here goes my attempt at a haiku:

An Ode to the Umbrella

Rain in the window--
An ode to the umbrella.
Sing a song of joy.

Wow! That was hilarious! I even made myself laugh. OK, back to being serious. It hardly ever rains here in the desert. Last winter we were fortunate enough to have several rainy days. This fall/winter, however, we have had zero--at least so far. Hopefully, as the season progresses, we will be granted a few rains. Until then, I will continue writing haiku's about rain. ;-)