The Rain

As a little kid
I would stare through my window
And watch my world come alive
Streets would become mini seas
Sidewalks now a water ride
Was I dreaming?

In my PJ's I walked outside
Little by little it hit me
My emotions came alive
For hours I played in this wonderland
I hoped it would never end

Looking back on that time, now older
I know now that it was rain
Still for that short time, It wasnt rain to me
It was a portal into my imagination



Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-07-26 at 06:17

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Andy
Hm this is like my text remember when. Its nice to think back to all the little things of being a little kid when things are still new and amazing. I like this alot.
2006-07-27


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
well done for the featured poem on front page man rgds mike
2006-07-26


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
oh these memories are so wonderfully told you are a very good poet and so welcome rto the bay rgds mike
2006-07-26


Kathy Lockhart
A lovely remembrance and wonderfully told in this very nice flow of words and rhyme. Lots of great imagery! :) kathy
2006-07-26