A Single Droplet

 Oh,

rain repellent.

I used to forget you on purpose

during a rainstorm so that

I could feel the drops

slam into my skull

and race down my face:

so that they could experience

a different phenomenon

at least once during their feeble existence.

Now,

you are a trusted compatriot.

My guardian angel against

the destruction of personal effects.

A single droplet is all it takes.

After, it quickly infects.

To hear the slight drizzle,

dance off of you:

umbrella,

serenades my sickened soul.

But if forgotten,

my mind would be left with a bigger hole.