The rain that I remember

Fat, warm, soggy
Waves rolling down from the sky
In a crushing embrace

Plastering down my hair
Flooding my ears
Making my pinafore cling

I run out to play
Swimming on land
Knowing I will not drown

Then the instinctive drive to
Puddle-pounce, arms out and
Head bent upwards to the sky

Raindrops mix with drool
As I splatter and squeal
With delight at the reaffirmation

That in some crude,
Sophisticated or scientific way
-But surely surely-
Someone has pulled out all the stops
And loves me still