Looks like Rain: A Poem about Adulting

Caitlin’s outdone herself with this one! I love it!


Sometimes you’re just not ready to be an adult that day. Other times, you totally got this.


Looks like Rain

The satisfaction of entering a building under

a cloudy sky and exiting

to rain

and opening the umbrella

you remembered to bring

is not, I hope, founded on the people

standing under the overhang

staring at the falling drops in dismay

their hands empty–

but of pride

in your ability to be a successful adult


remember that the next time you feel

less than competent to take on

the world

once you held responsibility with a water-proof canopy

and walked, dry, under opened heavens

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