Rainy day perspectives

a contrast between two worlds under the same sky on a rainy day

Drops of rain on the window pane
gathered to form a steady stream, 
the boy woke on his cosy bed
and gave a joyful scream.

The father reading the day's paper
cup of tea in hand.
The mother busy cooking dishes
that rainy days demand.

Drops of rain on the tattered shack, 
of paper plastic tin.
The boy woke up all wet and cold, 
the rain was pouring in.

The father holding up the roof, 
as high as he could stand.
The mother covering the cooking fire
with her bare hand.

Reviews

[Su' Nacnetaf]

I really admire your poems, it seems as if your perspective about the world itself is wider than most, while some writers create incredible scenarios out of pure fiction, you transform what might be a real scenario into an incredible writing, which is something very difficult to pull off (well, at least for me it is). Awesome writing.

[Coyote Poetry]

We live in a world with many standards. I was in Asia and Africa with the Army. In the USA. We are learning the pain of the world today. Some places food and a safe place for the night is comfort. A excellent poem. People need to be helpful and thankful for their way of life.
Coyote

[pheasant]

A pleasant read... not so much the subject matter but the easy visuals and wording make it comfortable for the mind to digest.

[Tate Morgan]

I love the way you write it is inspirational as if sara had come back to life

[Vesa Lee]

I agree with the poster below, the contrast is very captivating and vivid.
Really great write, I look forward to reading more from you.

[Norma M Sutton]

I like the contrast. Rain can mean so many things to so many people.

[Rossen]

Bust that rhyme
just don't brake it.

[Amanda_Rose]

i like this poem. even though its a kind of tragic scene, it's still happy because of the strong family element you have going on

[Steven Cetta]

I love how the family was explained and that they all helped in a time of need.

[Arabdha]

the contrasts between the responsibilities of the man in the house,the mother and the joyful carelessness of a kid are beautifully brought out through this poem..i absolutely loved going through it..khoob bhalo !!