Caught in a sudden storm
we took shelter under a tree
and as thunder claps filled the air
I clasped to her and she to me.
Soaked and huddled together
in the closeness that we shared
my face was next to hers
and the sweetness of her hair.
Shivering, cold and wet she
wished the storm would stop
Shielding her in my arms
I wished that it would not.
But all to soon the clouds did pass
and the sun came out again
and laughing together out we came
arms entwined hand in hand.
Whenever I am out for a walk
and in passing by that tree
I think back to summer storms
and the memory rain holds for me.