Raincoats

Something lighthearted

We're children at play in the rain

we're springing into puddles 

in our favorite rain coats

yours blue like the gas stove flame

mine yellow like the custard my momma makes

we're splashing

and jumping

and there's no one else here

our laughter rings through the air

the thunder breaks through the sky

and the lightening follows but we don't care

because

the rain is warm and sweet and our

coats are long and strong

and we've got all day to play

and laugh and splash about,

and we've got the sun tucked safe in our pockets

we have no fear of torrential rain 

or darkness.