Inside

by Jem Croucher
The rain came down on Sussex
on a weekday from grey sky
puddles in the gutters
as bent people hurried by

Hunched against the blowing wind
their purpose form they sped
to various destinations
by design each to were led

And watching from a distance
I felt relieved that I
did not need to brave the wilds
and could stay warm and dry

So, looking at the puddles there
I think inside I'll stay
and wait things out until there comes
another sunny day

©Jemverse

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