He fell in love with the rain volumes and volumes sheets upon sheets each drop a wet memory a weather forecast of him
There he was a child in yellow and black rubber boots splashing up and down feeling the pinging on his hood the flavor of pond on his tongue
putting his existence on hold for maybe days and days locked away in play or with his father in a leaky tent or seeing it splash to the vinyl floor in that dripping cabin in the woods
Afterwards he would watch as it created broad circles on the pond how it made the scavenger hunt for frogs fall flat as they slipped his hands into the darkness of other circles that slipped through his fingers when cupped in his hands
He loved the rain because its been falling for so long now and still no one he knows has been able to pick it up
Even today when it came again in a surprise gale that turned his face painted daughters into sad tear streaked clowns
How they cried and cried because they did not understand like you what a gift it was from mother night to stay night after overnight in her arms.
It is a good pictorial poem. Symbols used in the poem are intimate to all persons and readers, so they could grasp and understant the contents well.Conservation of humanity is the main point of this poem. So it is a good and successful poem.
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