Things Like That Happen

I walked her to her car.

“Do you think I can beat
the rain?”

I smiled, “I don’t know.
You and the rain are like
magnets!”

She smiled and drove down
the driveway.

Buckets of rain fell out
of nowhere as she drove
past our mailbox.

It was a five minute
downpour followed by
sunshine and sweet

breezes for the rest of
the day.

I couldn’t help thinking

things like that happen
only because you are
loved and very special.