Sometimes I Feel Like ...

Riding through the rain
in a convertable
with the top down,
singing to the world
though there’s no one to hear
‘cause they’ve all gone inside
but I’m not made of sugar
and the rain 
won’t make me melt. 

Taking the scenic route
regardless of the mud,
no one else is there,
they’re all afraid
of floods,
but I prefer less traffic
and time won’t cause me pain;
life will still be waiting 
when I get back again.


Janet Reid
may 2005