You'd Think

The first time I traveled to this land

of highlands and lowlands

and cathedrals rising,

it was raining . . . 

all-day. . . 

dreich, 

sigh-inspiring

raining

you’d think I’d never

been here before

the way I packed so many

light spring linens

and such

you’d think somewhere 

in the suitcase so overpacked

I have to sit on it to get it

closed enough to zip

I would have loaded up 

on sweaters 

and

not so much

on flip flops

and tank tops

You’d think I would

believe the weather reports

just this once . . .