Dancing In The Rain Puddle

July 23, 2017
By zoe22 GOLD, Vienna, Virginia
zoe22 GOLD, Vienna, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather," Ron Pope

I savor it, 

the serene sound of small raindrop 

pittering away on my windowpane, 

collapsing itself into a pothole, 

and forming into a puddle, 


oh those puddles,

how I used to  savor being in the moment

with hair in pigtails

and feet in red rubbery boots, 

carefree of what tommorow would bring, 

I've grown out of dancing in puddles, 

yet I think, 

if I were a little girl today, 

could I still dance in those puddles and be carefree? 

The world is no longer a safe place, 

it has becomed filthy, 

of corruption, war, and gore, 

anything can happen anyday, 

and, we the children, have to be prepared for the worst, 

even if it means no longer dancing in the rain puddles, 

maybe one day as adults, 

there will be no more war and gore, 

and we can dance in the rain puddles together again. 

The author's comments:

I wrote this poem on a rainy day and was reminded of one of my favorite memories of childhood and I'm thinking of the world today like things are so different now. 

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on Aug. 2 2017 at 9:11 am
pineappler03 SILVER, Waterford, Connecticut
6 articles 1 photo 62 comments
I absolutely love how observant this writing piece is. You clearly picked a meaningful topic, and expressed it through a detailed memory. The description about the rain was breath taking as well! I agree, about the concept of growing up. It seems that as we grow older, we come to realize the world isn't so perfect after all. Fabulous work!

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