There is something to be said for watching it rain.
When it comes down absent a breeze, it falls in straight lines.
When the falling rain hits a wood rail, the raindrops
pop up and out like staccato notes on a piano.
and slip down one at a time to join other drops,
forming clear, fat drops that linger on the window sash
One would think they would all drop at once, but they don't.
Some hang suspended, waiting for the one drop
arrives on ground level to create standing water on garden paths