We sat on the back step
with our umbrellas up
(me with the green umbrella;
you with the blue and yellow giraffe umbrella).
We traded them back and forth every couple of minutes.
At first, the drops were slow and large
making polka-dots on the patio.
Then the rain came and went in waves of heaviness
“Do you hear it?” I asked. “It sounds like ocean waves.”
“Mmm-hmm,” you say. “It makes lullabies on the roof.”
Rain dripped off your umbrella and landed on the lap of my red dress.
We lasted out there for about 5 minutes
and giggled our way back inside.
(c) Susan Maclay