They promised rain in July,
So we shut our windows tight
And brought in the washing,
While the sun's unblinking eye
Remained free of tears.
We waited for the deluge;
We waited for the clouds
And we felt the double betrayal
Of un-kept promises and blue sky.
False predictions,
Cautious warnings and cynical forecasts
Kept me waiting, safe inside.
Patiently, you waited under open sky.
Meteorology by xanadi

