He’s in the desert
and while here,
he thinks a lot about
rain.

When he was a kid
in the upper-mid-
west, he loved to
puddle run.

Here, a storm comes
but often the rain
evaporates before
hitting the ground.

While he loves the sun,
especially in the winter
in the desert, he thinks
a lot about rain.

He doesn’t think about
gray skies; he thinks
about rainbows and
rain in his eyes.