RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 122,874 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Muddy Puddles - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dark day, storm clouds spread across the sky, daylight
spirits hiding with the sun beyond sight.

Loving dreary days, they remind me of childhood in New
Jersey on rainy days.

A pleasant time, memories of being in our underwear and
jumping, playing in the rain and puddles, having the
time of our lives.

Stepping in muddy puddles, walking on our porch and
leaving footprints all over it.

Knowing that the water would evaporate and dry, but the
mud would stay behind, preserving our footprints until
Mom or Dad would sweep them away.

Great memories of being a child and feeling loved.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015



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