Pouring

It's raining, it's pouring, it's distracting,

and I can't stop looking out the window.

I should be reading and interacting,

but with this heavy rain, it's a no-go.

It doesn't help that the class is so hot;

it's got to be 80 degrees in here.

I just want to go outside for a spot

in the cool rain my thoughts would be so clear

I wait for a break, and walk down the stairs

I opened the door and I saw the rain

I stepped out to feel the drops in my hair

I felt the calm leaking into my brain

I walked up the stairs and back to the room

Alas! The coolness wore off far too soon