A Rainy Day--By Pam Murray--Canada

A Rainy Day

Beneath the driving rain,

The greenest greens appear

The earth absorbs, the grasses grow,
The sky sheds every tear.

The tears are full of joy
As birth its season brings
And droplets flow in rivulets
As every eaves trough sings.

I sit and contemplate
The water's every sound,
Then take umbrella, coat and boots
And splash upon the ground.

Now, isn't this the way
To greet a rainy day.
As people turn, I laugh and wave,
Inviting them to play.

Born in Calgary, Alberta, Pam Murray has been writing poetry since the mid-1960’s.  She was married for over 41 years and has two daughters, a son-in-law, and a grandson.  Pam has been published in a variety of venues.  Her proudest writing accomplishment was a poem she wrote for a United Way fundraiser, which was later framed with a French translation and hung on the wall of the legislature in Ottawa, Canada.  To her, poetry is a transposition of a vision she sees in her mind. Writing and crocheting are her passions.