April weather

Splotching drain water
with my Wellingtons
plodding on through
another grayish rain
the dog dashing fast
trying to avoid
the big puddles
she on her business
me on my constitutional
both enjoying somehow
April playing with
her own weather
- she is fickle -
we on our duty
can only accept
what she has measured out
a bountiful supply
of needed water
even though it seems
harsh on a cold morn.