Finding Puddles

Finding Puddles

A Poem by Amen_Poppies

So fun!

Finding puddles in the rain...
In the car I sing, to a song played a million times
Not driving of course!  "Far too young..."
Especially in the rain...

My rainboots are leaking
I don't care
The sun is M.I.A
I'm starting to care

I don't mind the rain all that bad
But when its cold...
I cant help but complain
I'm probably too old.

We're driving from school
Fresh out of class
We find a puddle
At last!

She drives through with such force
Were a herd of elephants, competing for water
Its so fun to see the water wave out
Like wings...  I don't want it to stop.

But all things have to come to an end.
The puddle fades and drains or dries up.
For, the sun can't disapeer forever
Nor, can I

For I have to find far more puddles, better.

© 2011 Amen_Poppies

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Don't you ever?

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Added on April 26, 2011
Last Updated on April 26, 2011
Tags: finding, puddles, fun, ridiculous, rain, cars



Milwaukee, WI

In my experience the things I write mean different things to different people. When I feel inspired to write, it all comes out really fast. It's like a train of thought. It's really personal. I think .. more..

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