It’s late, too late to be raining <br />The dog does not walk the old man. <br /> <br />The teenage buzz drowned in yesterday’s paper. <br />Spring love stays in to watch February’s movies. <br /> <br />You were not at the park with your tan and carefree play. <br />I did not approach with junebugs in my hand. <br /> <br />The sun makes its cameo. <br />The swings and slide take their antidepressants. <br /> <br />Flowers eat their young <br />Swallowing mundane vases. <br /> <br />By the window…counting endlessly, <br />Damn its too late to be raining.<br /><br />Blaine Reilly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/damn-ed/
