by: Imrogue
 
Pitter-patter of raindrops...
right above the rooftop
At the bottom of the rain spout...
the barrel awaits for every drop.
 
Call our friends to dance and play.
Wash the filth and dirt away
Enjoy the flow of rain today
For now, out here, we are to stay!
 
Pitter-patter of raindrops...
right above the rooftop.
At the bottom of the rain spout...
the barrel awaits for every drop.
 
Next to it, we will build
mud castles and a bridge
If the rain comes to a halt,
we’ll consider not to bolt.
 
Pots and pans, we’re to mold,
cups and kettle... they must hold
If the sun must come up,
It will bake them right-side up
 
Pitter-patter of raindrops...
right above the rooftop.
At the bottom of the rain spout...
the barrel awaits for every drop.

(20150407)

Remembering childhood play in the rain. Molding pots and pans out of mud / clay to be used for another day's game... Surprisingly, those pots and pans get hard enough! I used to enjoy building castles and bridges out of mud/clay instead of sand castles... :) We, my siblings and childhood playmates, resourceful enough those days for mere entertainment/ play.

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Charlotte B. Williams
over 3 years

Delightful poem. enjoyed reading it.

Imrogue
almost 4 years

Thanks for reading! Oh yeah , those squishy mud between toes! hahaha...you're welcome! I'm glad it freshened up your memory about good old summer days playing in the mud!

steven t.
almost 4 years

Reminds me of the squish of mud between my toes...those days are long gone...but thanks to your poem the now jogged memory is as fresh as a summer mud pie!...;>)...

L. J. Slaferek
almost 4 years

Anytime! I really enjoy them ^_^

L. J. Slaferek
almost 4 years

I love the rain :)

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