Colors upon the raindrops
the arc of the morning
a little splashing upon us
brushes flowing
A little rain wasn’t going
to stop us;
No, we were there to scrape,
to prime the house, ready
to help out, make it great.
Laughing as the rain ran off
the roof
and down my back,
holding the ladder, an
anchor,
for the scraping above me
even spiders found places
out of the storm
But we were undaunted, for a
time,
and kept painting the rain
until the showers became
ever more serious
renamed, edited May 10, 2013
“Painting the Rain”
Edited May 5, 2013
“Painting in the Rain – v2”
Title 8/8/07, poem started 8/11/07 11:30, finished August
12, 2007 20:26
“Painting in the Rain”
Our mission trip,
from Wesley United Methodist Church ,
to the Down East Maine
Mission ,
East Machias, ME
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