A Rain of Memories…
#100DaysOfBlogging Day 3
How fast we used to cycle back,
Talking and laughing all the way,
Splashing puddles without care,
Wondering what we would play.
Black clouds would still roll on,
But indoors would be just great,
With warm food, board games,
We’d be smiling near the gate.
Wet clothes weren’t a big deal,
The happiness worth the pain,
Looking back through memories,
I hear the pitter patter of rain.
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 25th September 2016)