apricot skies waiting to powder
the world with rainy fingers,
but we have a few moments –

the windows below our feet
catch the end of the day rays,
umbrellas waiting for us at home,
as useful as a needle in
a balloon;

but today is like our companionship:
we are not fair-weather acquaintances,
but forecaster friends,
ready for the rain and wind,
blanket over our shoulders and
latte in our hands,
but embracing the sun when she appears
full smiles and terrible humour,
and perhaps a little sunblock.