Boating With Them

It was pouring cats and dogs Fully drenched I returning from the piano class Suddenly saw I, gathered a group of tiny tots Busy making and floating paper boats Sat down with them And danced, sang, sailed the blue boats In ecstasy I realised that had Happily embraced my inner child When emotions ran footloose and wild Down with a sore throat, influenza, pneumonia Yet awaiting another shower To join the kids in their mollycoddled gaiety and gala.