It was raining
That Wednesday we met at the steeple doors.
You were laughing and singing
While the others sat inside.
You begged me closer.
I came forward by and by
You said "Why so blue?"
I shrugged,
And with a smile,
Showing me the rain wasn't so bad,
At least for a little while.
My mother said,
"Time to go."
I wanted to cry.
You laughed at me,
And dried my eyes.
"Don't worry," you said "know why?"
I shook my head.
You said "Remember me just once
And I'll promise it'll rain on Wednesday when you do."
I smiled and nodded ok.
That was four years ago.
And to this day,
When there's rain on Wednesday, You'll know.