Far down the page --
past news of war,
past opinions
& perfume ads,

past covid charts
& thinkpieces
(this one about
arctic penguins) --

"Rain Boots We Love".
And I recall:
It's April now ...
spring has returned.

I saw it just
today, parking
under budding
trees -- a sky grey

with the promise 
of that patter
that redirects
human focus.

And tomorrow
all of the girls
will reach way back
in their closets

for the right shoes.
Pulling bootstraps
over bare legs,
toes & soles gleam

wet & bright with
long awaited 
rain, finally
just underfoot. 

This was written in response to a challenge to compose a poem based on a news item.