In the Rain

Today I went out in the pouring rain
And thought to myself, “This is quite insane!”
I could have stayed in, being nice and dry,
But instead I got soaked and I wonder why.

The library book I returned could’ve waited
Until the day’s forecast cooperated.
The movie I went to won’t disappear;
I had lots to do if I had stayed right here.

But something propelled me to go outside;
My motives have left me unsatisfied.
Perhaps, I did ponder, when dry, back home,
It was simply for fodder to write this poem!