Polka dot galoshes dancing through puddles
Chubby, little fingers outstretched in delight
An echo of carefree laughter
Breaks through the sky of watercolor gray
Freedom to run to catch each and every drop
Unaware of anything else in the world
Friends roped together by grass bracelets
Dirt stained knees and faces red from the cold
A warm and wondrous soul
The parents stand back and watch
Arms crossed
Laughing at the small talk
But really watching
In case their kid
Decides to grow up
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