When I hope it will snow,

it rains

I’m  outside

waiting for the bus

in the dark

and my knee hurts.

 

It doesn’t snow, of course.

It rains relentlessly

and the streets flood

and the cars splash gritty water at me

as they race by.

 

When I wish it would

snow

it rains

and when it rains

I am

always alone.

RDP: RAIN