The Pouring Rain

Here It Comes

I can hear the burst

Like a group of children in a classroom on the last day of school

You can't control them

They go from quiet one minute to extremely loud the next

Not one sound can be understood

Soon it goes from a low buzz sound to a loud roar

I look out my window and you can see individual droplets caught on the screen

Frozen in time

The dark rain clouds closing in

Rain off and on all day

I cut my lawn for the last time yesterday

I have a mulching mower

That cuts up the leaves and the grass at the same time

I love that mower

No raking needed

The leaves are ground up so fine

They go back into the ground

Giving the grass much needed nutrients

The acorns are another story

I pile them up and make a squirrel home

Then if I have any extras

If they are broken or just too many

I add them to my driveway

It's free

Saving both time and money

Instead of buying more gravel

Our gravel disappears over time

It sinks into the ground

So these little guys raise the height of my driveway

I get to keep the rustic country look

I enjoy listening to them crack

When we walk on them or drive over many at the same time with the car

Maybe close to a thousand of them

They are everywhere

When you have oak trees

Most people dread them

I welcome them with my open palms

I am off today

Occasionally I will leave my home and take a walk

In the pouring rain

I can feel my pant legs and socks how they get instantly wet

I remember as a kid

When it rained and we walked to school

How we had to sit in our wet clothes all day

Then when we were just about ready to go home

They were dry

Then we walked in the rain again

Splashing in the puddles along the way

Getting wet didn't matter

We would be home soon

Then we would change into our play clothes

Hanging up our school clothes on a metal coat hanger to air dry

Rain makes you feel at ease

The wind and the rain go together like brother and sister

Have a happy rainy day !

Comments

DREAM ON (author) on November 01, 2017:

Rain makes so many things beautiful. Unfortunately too much rain can cause disaster. I do love walking into the rain. I sleep my best sleep when it rains. Rain , rain I like when you show up on the days I have to work. Thank you for reading and sharing.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on October 30, 2017:

This reminded me of the poem we kids would recite in grade school while sloshing through rain puddles.

Rain, rain go away, come some other day, better make it never.

DREAM ON (author) on October 26, 2017:

Venkatchari M Memories hold the key to all we cherish and understand. I constantly think back to earlier times then the next instant move on with what is happening now in my life. Staying in the present puts everything in perspective. Dreaming about the future keeps me wanting and excited to see more. Thank you so much for reading and sharing your own memories. Ms Dora I am happy that you enjoyed my poem. I feel I am able to relive all those moments once again by writing. Some stories come out better than others. I let my mind lead the way and my fingers try all they can to keep up with the typing. If my body gets tired my story never gets finished. Later if I try to track down the same thought it is if it has gone away. I type in the spur of the moment. It can be anytime day or night. It is as if I am talking to a friend. Constantly there are distractions that take me away from what I have in mind. I stop do what I have to do and figure that story wasn't ready yet. One day I hope to pick up old unfinished stories. I have over three hundred to date. Life is a funny thing. You never know what today is until it is over. You never know what tomorrow will bring. Yesterday seems so far away. If we can find a to enjoy the past, present and future that would be some life. Thank you for reading and sharing. So many wonderful thoughts are coming your way to bring about a brighter tomorrow.

Venkatachari M from Hyderabad, India on October 26, 2017:

That's beautiful. I remember my rainy days and the enjoyment as a boy. I also enjoyed those wet clothes in classrooms and even in my office also at some occasions. Thanks for reminding those nice memories.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on October 26, 2017:

You pulled me in with that first comparison "Like a group of children in a classroom," and I followed all the way. Good job!