Forgot an umbrella in a haste priced me a rain bestowed,
standing under the shade, letting time flow.
I wished another zest, but not this moment of time
for it wasn't costing a dime,
nor was it a crime.
Hours of disregard,slightly grinned upon the drizzle
Quite bit of sly pleasure of endowment
for time halted at will
and soil of new scent.
Old man's clock winded
and all for this moment;
which may, never visit again.
Sun was setting upon,
and the lamps were lit to me.
