A Man and His Daughter

A man stood on his porch
hidden from the rain.
The rain was dancing
upon the earth.
This man reached out a hand,
shaped into a cup,
fingers squeezed together,
palm bent down.
He caught a few drops.
In his palm.
Examined the crystallized rain,
then, carelessly wiped it on his
pant leg.
Squealing and giggling, his
daughter came bouncing out.
Screen door swinging behind her.
She ran, past her daddy
Out, to the pooring rain.
The man gazed, as his
Daughter.
Jumped!
Splashed!
Spinned!
And laughed!
As the rain poored down.
Drenching the earth.
Soaking his
daughter.
The man
Turned, on his heels,
And walked revently back
Inside.