Misty

I carried my umbrella but
Despite what I’d supposed,
It wasn’t raining hard enough
And so I kept it closed.

Some people had theirs open
But the lion’s share did not;
My coat remained unblemished
From a raindrop’s polka dot.

My glasses, though, were speckled with
Those droplets made of mist,
A trivial annoyance you
Might think should be dismissed.

Yet still, if on a misty day,
Until the weather passes,
You might unfurl that bumbershoot*
If you are wearing glasses.

*umbrella

rainrhyme

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