Raindrops falling slowly at first
A gentle mist
Collecting like small diamonds in my hair
Walking on, through the leaves
Rain starts to come down harder now
Soaking my hair, my face
Clothes wet, soaked to the skin
Hands stuffed in my pockets
Head bent down so no one can see
The tears of sadness falling from me
Leaves ,wet and clinging to my feet
My head a buzz with thoughts
Not paying attention to where I am going
I walk into a tree
Branch poking me in my eye
Now I really start to cry
Mad at myself for not paying attention
Mad at the world just because
Leaves, still wet and clinging to my feet
I sit down beneath the tree
All ready soaked to the skin
Now with a wet and muddy butt
So tired and feeling like giving up
Sitting beneath the tree
Rain still falling
Just being here as long as I need to be..

(((((((((SIS)))))))))
Rain brings puddles
Just jump in 1 or 2 or all of them like me and you forget about the sorrows if only for a minute

((((((JennI))))))) Awww g/f ya know as well as I do ya can't give up. It will pass and things will get better you will see

Ahhhh ... but maybe it is how we perceive the situation.... we could look at the dampness and gloom... yet maybe if we see the rain is Gods way of feeling your pain... his tears are the rain.... washing away the sadness of our yesterday... yes .. jump in the puddles ...its time to play

poeticflight
PUDDLES
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jump in thre puddles and have a mud fight!

Take my hand (( Jenni ))))) come play in the puddles with me,,, Rest a bit,,,, I love you