SOL 4 of 31 -- Lullabies on the Roof

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