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Saturday, July 24, 2010

Freedom In The Rain

Drops of rain splattering on the sidewalk
A drumming invitation to come out and play
To let the child inside me have freedom

The adult arguing with the child
Grownups don’t do such nonsense
Tossing work aside the child wins



Shoes off splashing through mud puddles
Smelling the air washed clean
I toss my head back to catch raindrops on my tongue

Troubles recede as I dance in the rain
A few moments of feeling lighter than air
Enjoying the child within

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