Sweat Alone

RAIN, IT WONDERS WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN NEXT. THE GRASS SHINES, SLIP AND SLIDE, NO ONE KNOWS. I KNOW. MUD IS WET DIRT. GO FIGURE. TIRED EYES BLINK WITH HOPE THAT THE SHUTTERS WILL STAY SHUT. THEY WON'T. QUESTION THE WEATHER REAP THE REWARD OF FREEDOM. LEAF BLANKETS HELD UNTIL THE SUN SHOWS. SWEAT ALONE.