seven miles away

if the rain stops
you'll go out.
you'll take a ride
on your bike.
if not, you'll stay in
and eat
too much lemon pie.
it all depends
on the weather
what you do in this life.
if it's cold
and icy, you won't take
her to the movies.
you'll stay
home and watch again,
the big lebowski, you
might even take
the time to write about it.
it's times like these,
bad weather days
when your mother would
call and say,
is it raining there.
it's pouring here, hailstones
are coming down
like ice cubes,
always thinking there
was a thousand
miles between us,
when she was only seven
miles away.