Three: Waiting for the Rain

Waiting for the Rain

It was a cold November day in New Jersey
Ana Belle was waiting on the rain
Not a cloud in the sky
Had she been in California,
no one would have blinked an eye.

But New Jersey,
What was she thinking
Waiting on the rain
Clearly visible against blue sky
The crowd begins to form

Excitement was growing
They thought she was going,
That she was going to die
But with a blink of the eye
She gave a pretty wave

Her smile lit up the sky
Even far below, all could see
The lady just enjoyed being free
And Free she was for all to see
A charming sight to break the calm

For Ana Belle, it was just another day
A day of freedom against an open sky
Waiting for the rain on a perfectly clear day
Asked about it, she replied “What can I say?
I’m as free as I can create.” It started to rain.

[end]

Artwork: Frank Cunha III | Poetry: Carl Watts 
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Frank Cunha III 

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