As we stepped out into the rain
I looked down at the ground again
And saw her thin stiletto heels
And thoughts went round my mind like wheels
*
“Spring rain!” I smiled, instead of what
My mind thought, which was: “Id-i-ot!”
As she walked dainty by my side
And went on out to catch a ride
*
*
She grumped and sighed and made a pout
At weather we’d been warned about
She looked down at her thin wee dress
About to turn a soggy mess
*
She looked down at her silly heels
That would have paid for many meals
And turned to me and fussed again
And said a rude thing ‘bout the rain
Perhaps my thoughts would have been kind
If she’d been humbler in her mind
About the wind and rain we faced
Instead of acting so disgraced
*
If she’d admitted her sheer folly
For dressing up like some vain dolly
This day when all the forecasts said
Take care outside or stay in bed
*
But as I stopped and hit “rewind”
The thought that came into my mind
Was that I should have been more bold
And said: “It’s spring! Expect the cold
*
“Expect the wind and rain and fog
And dress for it; you’re just a cog
In Nature’s wheel, so take a pill
And dress yourself to meet the chill!”
*
But then I had an awful thought:
Were there times when I too had bought
Such crazy stuff to wear outside
And then blamed weather, not my pride?
*
Back when I had more cash than brain
Did I throw money down the drain
On things that mattered not a whit
Back then – was I, too, such a twit?
*
Back when I was a TV ‘star’
And thought that I had come so far
And had to look and dress the part
So this would set me well apart?
*
I felt a twinge of something then
At how judgmental I had been
How quick I’d been to so opine!
And took some water with my wine.
**
Liona has released more than 20 CDs of her music over the years and has been performing across Canada in 2017. 
Cynthia Reyes 