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Rainy Morning

Rain upon my window
An early morning treat
Water pooling by the door
Then running down the street

Magpie sitting in the tree
Looking wet and cold
Wishing for a juicy worm
In his beak to hold

Children running to and fro 
splashing in a puddle
Laughing shouting singing songs
Then joining in a huddle

Kitty cat in a window
across the muddy road
Watching yellow raincoats
From her safe abode

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Michelle Mac Donald September 19, 2016 at 10:14 AM You have painted a beautiful scene that satisfies one's senses. Can almost hear the laughter; see, smell, and touch the rain. Magpies, those annoyingly loud 5:00 AM alarm clocks. A spot of rain won't do him any harm.:) Enjoyed arriving here, on this rainy day. Thanks for sharing, Shane!! Best wishes. Love, your friend, Mikki

Manmath Dalei September 18, 2016 at 5:27 PM Very nice poem on rain. I have also written a poem on rain just few hour before. U may visit, if u like. U penned very well here. Very simple &deep write. Enjoyed.........// hugs// Manmath.....

Carole Duet August 12, 2016 at 7:56 PM I really like this poem and I like rain. It's been "raining cats and dogs" here in Louiaiana! Shane Cooper August 13, 2016 at 1:23 PM Hi Carole, I to like the rain. I must admit though to a preference of being a spectator rather than one having to stand in it. Take care and thank you for the visits and kind words

Carole Duet July 21, 2016 at 6:16 PM Hi! I'm new here and just read your poem, "Rainy Morning", and just wanted to say that I like your style of writing: simple and easy to understand, the kind of poetry I like! Carole

Casarah Nance July 6, 2016 at 8:44 PM so innocent and fun, loved it shane ;) hugs x Shane Cooper August 13, 2016 at 1:27 PM Hi Cas, I remember making matchbox boats when I was a child and floating them down gutters filled with running water after a rain storm. Funny how some images stay with you. Thanks for the visit and I am glad you liked the poem

Eileen Manassian June 27, 2016 at 3:25 PM A sweet poem, Shane. I liked the imagery you portrayed.

Jan Allison June 20, 2016 at 7:17 AM Rain is on my mind too - so much for summer we got drenched yesterday - lovely to see you writing again Shane:-) hugs Jan xx

Lewis Raynes June 19, 2016 at 11:48 PM great write, a 7 here