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Playing In the Rain

Pitter patter of my own feet Splashing in water puddles. Excited as if for the first time Barefoot met concrete. Was never drenched until then. Or felt raindrops upon my head. Avoided it as if I'd melt. Did not see any thrill in getting wet, or going shoeless, until the day, I tried it. On rainy days I never played, not anything other than board games. This day a teen cheered me on, Adults watched from behind misty windows.

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Date: 12/25/2014 10:20:00 PM
I sure love this Ruth, pitter patter. I love the rain... Enjoy your days and the coming New Year. Love ~LINDA~
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