Comfort Rain

The pitter-patter of raindrops
on the cement outside my front door
takes me back to my childhood.

Walking home from school in the rain,
wrapping my books in my coat so they won't get wet,
jumping in every puddle on my way home,
and soaking myself to the bone.

When I got home
my mother had me take off my wet clothes
wrapped me in Grandma's patchwork quilt
(the one that always smelled like moth balls),
fixed me a cup of hot chocolate--
with whole meilk and real Hershey© chocolate--
gave me a hot bath,
and put me to bed.

Never mind that I had homework to do,
the important things was
that I didn't catch my death.

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School is out for the Day

School is out for the day,
the neighborhood children are ready to play.

They walk past my door
laughing and talking
happy to be home
before sunset.

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After School

Children laughing
Playing tag and shouting
Autumn afternoon

 

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After School

I listen to the laughing children
playing outside
on this beautiful
and cloudy spring day.

I smile
because it reminds
me of my childhood,
and the joy
of being out of school
for the day.

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