The Rain of Nostalgia

What a pleasant time of the year! For showers of blessings have come A glorious time for others, But painful for some.. The children are out already, Leaping in puddles of joy I just sit, and watch them Remembering myself as a boy.. Every drop reminds me, Of all my happy days But now no-one listens, They're off on their own ways... My mind is now wandering.. Down the memory lane As i stand with my umbrella, In this never ending rain...