Sights of Easter coming soon
On every street, around every
Storefront, all over town.

Invitations have been sent.
Only given my bad Italian
I don’t know what is meant.

The first time we go out,
We get as far as breakfast
Before getting all that wet.

Safe and dry, back at home,
We wait for the sun to crest
Before making our grocery run.

Happy to be out and about
Even if completing errands–
Then a torrent comes down.

Plain to see, in this town,
The rain falls unpredictably
Sooner or later, now and again;

While plans, like the one
Many years in the making,
Are now open for the season.