When It Rains It Pours

Fat raindrops

wobble down my window
The young woman struggles to get indoors
Juggling 50 pounds of regret in one hand
20 pounds in the other
The unpaid performance receives no applause
Just sighs and profane language

Sympathy floods my heart
As young, fresh tears fall from her little boys faces
Syncopating with the heavy rain
I shake my head
Wishing her story was different

The sorrow sitting in her eyes

Tells me she wished the same