As the months seemingly move faster,
Times spent in puddles become fewer.
Children, dogs and ducks enjoy the rain,
Adults complain and endure it.
Worries of dripping ceilings and muddy prints
Remind us of the separation created by maturity.
Today, or on your next rainfilled Saturday,
Set aside the worries of grown-up life;
Find a place amongst the tall trees and
Listen to the raindrops echo in the leaves;
Find a playground of children or animals and
Watch as they stroll through the many puddles;
Find your own puddle, muddy or clear, and
Touch it with your hand or feet or rear.
The difficulties of adulthood are trivialized
When wearing wet pants and soggy socks.
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