Watch the drops of rain as the fall, and cascade on my window pain. A 3D lowry, moves before me distorted by the rivulets, of the pitter patter.
Children playing, laughing loudly , socks wet through - displaying proudly, As they splish and splatter, in the pitter patter. Parents argue, Postmen cycle, Market traders, chitter chatter,
about the cost of rent and the things that matter .
Watching couples drink their latte’s, In the coffee houses. Barely speaking, as they twitter . About the pitter, patter
Brake lights flashing, tyres screeching, Impatient drivers, tap,tap, tapping, two fingered preaching
Gorgeous girls, with wet hair flying. Pretty summer dresses – and stilettos, Death - defying
As they struggle through the pot holes, and the cracks in the road, Spider webs of mascara, their beauty unfolds.
People barging, Zig-zag movements, Ants in raincoats, shopping, for home improvements
Everyone's too busy it would seem. To watch the orange & the red, race the violet, blue and green, In the rainbow overhead, Sparkles in the sky. I’m glad I sit here, contemplating , people watching,
and my only expectation, is they stroke my fur, and treat me kind. Life’s just perfect…