The First Week of May

 

This morning we got ready

to start the day 

I grabbed a sweatshirt to

wear to the bus stop 

I could hear rain falling but

did not see at first.

The skies are grey

and cold like early March or November. 

I put my overcoat over

my sweatshirt. 

I shouldn’t have to wear

such a heavy coat

in May.

We waited for the bus.

It feels so much longer

in the rain.

I took a different route

on the return home

I didn’t have to wait at all

I did have to run

to catch a transfer bus

Fortunately the driver waited for me.

I have since returned home. 

I am dry. 

a little cold perhaps. 

I would like to return to bed.