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"Rain" - Sam Robson, aka LymphomaLass
This painting by artist and artisan, Sam Robson, inspired this poem.
She kindly gave permission for use of this depiction of her painting.
It, among others showcasing her amazing talent, may be found at:
https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/155092179

Fat drops pellet the ground. Steps splashing, scattering ripples. Ripples in time, circling out from the moment, the here, the now, the present. The present of laughter, sheer joy at being a child being cuddled by fat drops that ripple in rings, then retreat once memories fade.

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Bill Baker

Date: 12/4/2023 3:36:00 PM

This brought back memories of my childhood ... those were the days my friend ...etc Thank for the art work and the fond memories, Linda. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 12/6/2023 8:56:00 AM

You are welcome for the memories - I'm pleased. I look forward to more paintings / inspiration by Ms Robson. She paints with color and joy - a nice combination. :)

Sotto Poet

Date: 12/4/2023 9:51:00 AM

This poem made me grin with its innocence and joy. The pure joy of childhood allows children to fully enjoy the present, making it amazing.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 12/6/2023 8:54:00 AM

Oh so many thanks Las. I am glad I brought on that grin! :)

Hilo Poet

Date: 12/3/2023 7:16:00 PM

Yes, I trust this boy is 11 years to the day, since 2012...my grandson saw this picture and said, but gps (don't like be called gramps), it's not raining, all day. He can read but I read your poem to him, and he said the rain is fat...finally get to post this, thanks Linda. HB! Zaven, Aloha, Gps. William

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 12/6/2023 8:53:00 AM

teehee. I don't blame you. I am glad you grandson enjoyed this. The artist specifically made the rain drops fat, I understand, to show a cuddling effect. You are welcome for the post - my pleasure. Thank you for sharing the moment with your grandson. :)

Deb M

Date: 12/3/2023 6:58:00 AM

Oh LO….such sweetness in this poem that it made me smile! Children live in the moment and it is such a beautiful thing!! Debx

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 12/3/2023 7:05:00 AM

Glad to see you smile Deb. We should all pay attention and live in the moment. Thanks for coming by and commenting my friend. LO :)

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 12/3/2023 4:47:00 AM

Sheer joy of being a child. Creating ripples in the puddles of time. A wonderful poem my friend.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 12/3/2023 6:13:00 AM

Hi Jerry. Good to see you again. Thanks for coming by and commenting! :)

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 12/2/2023 4:51:00 PM

oh, your poem reminded me of my childhood days of jumping in puddles. Plus the way you described the rain and puddles was as joyful as the child playing. Outstanding, Linda! have a splendid evening, Sara

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 12/3/2023 6:12:00 AM

Puddles are fascinating to the young...and I still love to watch ripples in the creek, wondering what creature is looking from the underside LOL Thanks so much for stopping by Sara :)