Dreary gray sky, Gentle showers
Why am I out of bed,
Outside the sanctuary of my comforter?
My husband shouts --
"OH MY GOD! GET THE CAMERA!"
I panic - Suddenly Alert - Adrenaline Pumping
Jammie-clad, without my Fuzzy Slippers
Standing cold feet on concrete
Under the safety of the roof of my front porch
We marvel at the wonder
Of brilliant colors
Reaching down from heaven
And the End of the Rainbow --
The Pot of Gold --
Slides smoothly into my neighbor's chimney