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To My Rainboots


Dear Rainboots,

 

I am sorry if you feel neglected,

Only taken outside when the weather is complected.

 

I know that you are there,

it is not that I do not care.

 

I guess that you can bet

that when the weather is wet,

you and I are a duet.

 

So do not be mad,

our time together is more than a fad,

so instead be glad.

 

Although you do not feel like I do not care about you, rainboots,

let me tell you, I do and it is absolue.

 

I am sorry,

Spencer P

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