When I was a child I danced in the rain

When I was a child I ran in the rain

When I was a child I played in the rain

When I was a child I laughed in the rain

I look at the rain falling

Through the windshield of my car

I wipe it away,

Like an inconvenience

I bemoan its presence

I’ve forgotten the joys

It once brought me

I no longer dance in the rain

I no longer run in the rain

I no longer play in the rain

I no longer laugh in the rain

For to do so as an adult

Would be looked upon as

Madness