Jumping In The Rain

I sang as I jumped up and down
in the puddle.

“Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day”

Mud splattered, soaking wet,
summer sandals soggy,
Socks sagging around skinny ankles.
Hair hanging
in rats tails, nose dripping dewdrops,
flowery frock clinging to my four year old form
like a second skin.
Oblivious
of everything, until mum came on the scene
spitting fire…
Jumping ceased, singing stopped.

I knew soon I'd be jumping much higher!

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