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Sun 13 Jun, 2004 10:25 am
I feel like a little kid
on a rainy day, jumping
from puddle to puddle.
Not a care in the world.
Not aware of the world.
As I jump I see my
reflection ripple away.
I laugh at the sound my
feet make inside
my wet boots.
Picking up worms and
making them my little friends,
talking to each one as
if they can understand.
It's so peaceful here,
Ohh to be 8 years old again.
Lovely, SUFP. The child in my mind is still there, but there are drawbacks. suffice it to say, your poem brought back memories.
Letty, STFU. Hehe, just kidding...your first line made me think of that and I had to write it.
Stand up, I like your poem. Noticing a lot of rain poems lately! I wrote a similar one. Anyway, I made a couple tiny little changes that I think help the flow.
I feel like a little kid
on a rainy day, jumping
from puddle to puddle.
Not a care in the world.
Not aware of the world.
As I jump I see my
reflection ripple away.
I laugh at the sound my
feet make inside my wet boots.
Picking up worms
and making a friend
out of each of them;
talking to each one as if
they can understand.
It's so peaceful here.
Ohh, to be a kid again.

UPYRS.
Sorry, Standup. Just being a kid again.
LoL, thanks Letty!
Stuh, I like it!
stuh505 wrote:Noticing a lot of rain poems lately! I wrote a similar one.
I've been writing about the rain lately because thats all it been doin' here, rain, rain, rain!
I must have missed your poem about rain, where is it?