Contest entry for "showers" Showering Acts of Joy Group."
They run out, door swings behind,
it's sprinkling they chime!
Standing, their arms stretched out
“Catch the rain," they shout!
Lifting little faces up
lapping drops; no cup!
Dancing in the rain they smile,
through puddles single file.
Their joy is real, not put on,
loving this gift given.
Raindrops glisten in their hair.
Joy, contagious there.
Just a shower, here and gone
they're not sad ,not one.
Now there's mud to entertain,
no more thoughts of rain.
Their clothes are completely caked,
little faces baked.
Sun comes out to touch each flower,
time for a real Shower!