Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Drink of Rain

An alcoholic I once be.

I almost drank myself to death.

But now in long recovery,

No more is liquor on my breath.

I still feel sorry for myself

From time to time but don't need to

Pull a booze bottle from the shelf.

If it's a rainy day I do

Find blessings in such time and place.

From in self pity I run out

And feel the rain fall on my face,

Feel a whole lot better no doubt.

When poor me, poor me, I do think,

Then heaven pours me rain to drink.