A Sunny Day In a Storm

The rain was thrashing at the trees, the wind was howling round. Muddy torrents swept along and flooded all the ground. “Mum, Mum, can I go out to play?” I heard my daughter say. “You what?” I cried, “I don’t think so,” “wait for a sunny day.” “I can see the sun,” she said, “It’s just behind the clouds." "Oh please Mum, let me, let me now," “why am I not allowed?” “I give up.” I then replied and shoved her through the door. Alas, she tripped and fell into.... a puddle on the floor! She just looked up and laughed and laughed, her face was filled with glee. I wondered how I would have felt, if she’d done that to me. Then looking up I saw a ray, the sun peeped through the clouds and looked at me as if to say, ”Well Mum…… am I allowed?” Ivor G Davies