When God created the worlds
he took the light from his heart,
gave it to the sun,
who shared it with the moon,
who shared it with the stars.
Together . . .
they placed it
in a little girl’s smile
and named it
The Day I Became Friends With The Rain
It was in the year—
that people complained
that it rains every day
and sarcastically . . .
that the sun
must have taken permanent residence in Florida—
that I . . .
walked one day, without an umbrella,
in a downpour,
that the dogs, from there dog houses barked,
and neighbors peaked through curtains
at a crazy man
who laughed and talked—as if with great sense—
to the rain.
Gene Hodge is a member of the Chattanooga Writer’s Guild. He was born in Sparta, Tennessee. Attended Sparta White County High School, and then Business College in Chattanooga, Tennessee.
After two years of active service in the United States Army, he studied four years as an electrician apprentice—receiving a Journeyman Wireman certification through International Bureau of Electrical Workers, Local 175. He is a professional entertainer and performs locally and through-out the southeast. Many of his poems have been published in Songs of Eretz Poetry Review.