this

may i remember

this

…

the first rain drop, joined slowly by others

painting the sidewalk, drop by drop

first, gentle and sweet

and then powerfully pouring down upon me

a baptism

until we joined together in pounding out

life’s drumbeat

David Lurey, the perfect accompanist as my playlist cues up his song

May I Remember

and my boy phones his mama to offer a ride

noticing the downpour and knowing i was out in it

“where are you?” he said. “i’ll come get you.”

i am good, i say.

the tears mixing with the rain

in the beauty of it all.

i am good.

all is good.

may i remember

this.