Tourists

While waiting for my Walkman to rewind, 
the murmurs of the crowd were on my mind. 
When I was on a walk, I heard some talk: 
apparently, there was a chance of rain. 
Don’t worry, said the others in reply; 
the show will start at ten sharp, rain or shine. 
A phrasing I found slightly humorous, 
since after all, the day was out of shine.
But anyway, I hoped all would be well.