Childhood_and_Rain

Rain and nostalgia

In rain's playful dance, a child does delight,

Splashing through puddles, a joyous sight.

With laughter as their guide, they prance and frolic,

Nature's watery embrace, their favorite topic.

They giggle and run, raindrops on their face,

A gleeful chase, a watery embrace.

Jumping in puddles, making a joyful splash,

Their tiny footsteps creating a rhythmic dash.

Rain boots and raincoat, their trusted gear,

No storm can dampen their spirits, never fear.

They dance with the clouds, soaking wet,

A little water warrior, they won't forget.

Muddy hands and wet hair, oh what fun!

Playing with nature, their laughter, never done.

For in the rain's embrace, they find pure glee,

A little child, wild and happy, as can be!

Author's Note

Oh rain... thanks for Embracing me and your touch just made me feel nostalgic...!!! Do you feel the Same?

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Soyam… children are indeed “little water warriors". When we were in Grades four through eight … we often walked to and from School in the Rain… dressed in Rain Coats and Rain Boots,, Care-free and happy. Now we carry an Umbrella and often dance in the Rain. A lovely Poem .., tenderly, Pat

[Soyam]

"Little rain warriors" ...what a delightful summoning. Yes, those raincoats are rain boots, wondering about your sweet amd funny childhood memories.... thanks for sharing it with us and allowing us to enjoy your sweet past.
Thanks for your visit :)

[Akinlolu]

A very refreshing poem. I could metaphorically feel myself getting drenched.Wow! What a shame we grow up too fast.

[Soyam]

My goodness.... that my poem makes you feel that...!!!
Yup,.. sad reality, that we grow up fast...

Thanks for your kind words 🙏

[Akinlolu]

You are welcome

[James Mckay]

Makes us all relive our childhood days as a kid on a rainy day. Of course growing up in south Texas we didn't care for shoes. We would walk barefooted through the puddles, splishing and splashing and making mud pies. Sometimes are little road filled up so much, it made a river, so we would find rocks and make a dam. Great times, fun times, and very innocent times. Thank you for sharing. Love your poetry Soyam.

[Soyam]

Ohh!!, thats a wholesome memory of your...
so good to know. ",.. walk barefooted through the puddles, splishing and splashing and making mud pies." Just childhood things ... funny and joyful.... :)
Well, this is the most joyous one shared here... Thanks for making us a part of your childhood memories.

And thanks for your kind words , I'm my poetry makes you nostalgic.. I appreciate your time :)

[Relic]

You have excellent rhyming abilities. I too shared my thoughts on children and rain a while back.

Children experience wonder in a way adults forgot how. But we can always live vicariously through them remembering those times when we ourselves may have splashed through puddles, or listened to the rain tap our raincoat hoods like music.

Good writing here. :)

[Soyam]

Yes... sometimes remembering past things and being happy is a very good choice... actually it's like, it's better being happey remembering those sweet memories than to becoming sad because of something we didn't have now ...
Thanks for your kind words and your valuable time...
I appreciate it.

[Betty Hermelee]

As a kid, I jumped in every puddle while my mom screamed not to do it! kids love the rain because its so much fun to lick it, jump in it, dance in it, as you well portray... its having freedom in part of nature..getting all soaked up is the most fun....why adults don't like it, I have no idea...they are always covering up with umbrellas and raincoats and running away from the rain....very well written with a lovely rhyme scheme
Best, B

[Soyam]

That's too good to know about your childhood memories related to rain...
Yes...those adult things, must be because they fall sick...

Thanks for sharing your sweet memories ma'am and thanks for your kind words too.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome , loved it!
Best, B

[Stella Armour]

I love this too,your words speak of childhood happiness at simle things before adult rukes take over...

[Soyam]

My pleasure you loved it...!!!
Thanks for the visit .

Yes that adult thing...

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem shared dear Soyam. Nothing better than a hot day and rain for a child. I loved how you described the happiness and the joy. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Soyam]

It's monsoon here, sir.. hope monsoon will knock the doors of your soon and bring rain as your gift :)

Im glad that you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by Sir... my pleasure

[Coyote Poetry]

Here in my Michigan. Few big storms. I was station in Central and South America. I didn't like the rainy season. You are welcome Soyam.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

I do so... love your poetry...

:)

[Soyam]

I'm glad...
Thank you:)

[The_Ancient_Rock]

:)
You are most welcome... ;)

[FGFRANKLIN]

A wonderful perspective of rain as viewed through the eyes of a child. Oh, that we could keep that sense of wonder and innocence with us always, what a gift that would be. And some have it; some can lay claim to childish wonder and beauty as their own. I don't claim to know innocence but I am familiar with the subject matter to a point of empathy. This was great. I enjoyed the read.

[Soyam]

There are only few who enjoy and accept rain like you, sir.... other feel afraid of getting wet and all... I'm glad you enjoy rain and welcome it wide heartily...

Thanks for your kind words and for stopping by Sir.

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Ooooh rain and mud and colour paperboats! Love it too much! I was such a naughty kid in Rain! My mum always caught me and brought me in but I managed to escape again and again. What a lovely poem Soyam!

[Soyam]

Hahaha... such a naughty kido... good to know about your experience... just remember me mine...
read moreHahaha... such a naughty kido... good to know about your experience... just remember me mine...
Thanks for stopping by...