When I scurry about on a rainy day
Acting annoyed at the rain
I sometimes remember a time far away
When I viewed raindrops with no disdain
I think of a time when I was quite young
And my brother and I would go out
With ball cap and sandals and raincoat that hung
Down to our feet all about
We delighted in plowing through puddle and pond
Formed by a strong passing storm
We discovered indeed we were equally fond
Of the air which seemed fragrant and warm
After prancing about back to mom we would go
All excited from our recent quest
Then quick to the tub with her two boys in tow
To get clean at our mother's behest
So today as I stand in my suit and dress shoes
Looking out as the raindrops are falling
I remember those days when I never withdrew
From the raindrops when they came a calling
Wonderful poem, so well written, I remember jumping in puddles with wellies and splashing everyone, Oh, the joy of being young.
this is wat poems are made of they keep u wanting to read to the end I love it
Delicious, fresh and fun. Keep posting, you are a great poet! I put you into my favorite list.
I really like this poem, reflecting on our uncomplicated childhood days, when we took the time to play and appreciate the simple things life had to offer.
I remember those days when I never withdrew From the raindrops when they came a calling..childhood memories and our love of nature in childhood and how we perceive nature as we grow up......... a fine contrast and a great theme.. lovely poem dear poet. thank u. tony
i like it so far, but i had trouble reading the following line appropriately UNTIL i decided to read it as though a comma is/was after the word about. After prancing about back to mom we would go ..and here: Then quick to the tub with her two boys in tow..............i suggest putting she'd go after quick [or quickly] i enjoyed the story and rhyming and, especially, the last stanza. to MyPoemList. bri ;)
Nice to discover a straightforward rhyming poet I can connect with. I enjoyed your poem. I found it entertaining I shall go on and read some more. I am a Vancouver lad and moved to Victoria in 1944 at the age of 14 Thank you for your writing. a 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
AH! Reminds me of the poetry my mom read to us as kids! You have no idea the joy your writing brings to me! Well done!