As the rain falls down
and the drops chase each other
from top to bottom
of the windowpane,
I wonder how much
will accumulate.
It’s supposed to be
a “wet” summer
with lots of rain
and flood warnings.
Reminding us all of 2015
holes in the roads,
people stranded on roofs,
everything shut down,
non-potable water warnings
with boil advisories.
Rain is not just rain anymore.
It’s always memories.