It’s near 300 days since I began
this daily writing project. House arrest
continues and although I didn’t plan
it so, and probably would not have guessed,
I tend to write about a week ahead.
It’s Wednesday where I sit – in 8 more days,
when I click “publish” for this musing thread,
I hope my window features rain displays.
(That’s “window” lower-cased. I will not count
the virtual who hungers for the real.
Computer apps are nice but don’t amount
to weather, so no matter their appeal,
I pen a plea as if it were refrain –
When this is visible, I hope there’s rain.)