30th January 2012

Dear Rain,

Thank you for bursting through the sky last night and sending those huge plops, hard and splatty on the tennis court.  You must have been saving up for weeks!  I saw you drizzle, messy, down the window, like tears obscuring my view of the world, then you seemed to relax into a neat little umbrella tap dance.  You were refreshing, but you were no surprise.  I'd felt you in the air earlier.  You hovered for so long and did that curly thing with my hair. 

Thanks for refreshing things.
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jojobee