Pipe Dream

This is what I thought would be my years as an old man: living in simplicity would be my closing plan; a small town in the desert where I never would be cold, quiet living without cares, contented, peaceful, old. But this is not how life turned out. I live under gray skies where seldom is the sun about and summer's a surprise. I can't recall when I was warm, I shiver all day long. They tell me rain can do no harm but I think they are wrong. Sometimes dreams indeed come true, at least that's what they say, so maybe they'll come true for you. For me? A rainy day.