Rainy Daze

Sitting here listening to the rain

wondering if I can go out and play

No I’ll wait for the mud

the water will surely create.

Hurry rain.  I want the mud!

Now years later and I’m still

sitting here

listening to the rain

but for different reasons.

Now I wait for it to stop

so I can climb into the car

and drive to the grocery store!

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About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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2 Responses to Rainy Daze

  1. Too grown-up too play in the mud with chores to do. Life so simple back then. There’s a sad sweetness in your post, Sandra. Best to you.

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