Your Grown-Up Mood

The sky's slate gray
   It's rained all day
Though children can't go out
   They don't sit around and pout

Kids paint, they draw
   They learn to cook
Curl up with their favorite book

So, if ever rain dampens your grown-up mood
   Activate the child in you ~ Don't sit and brood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
September 28, 2019 at 3:19 AM
I am with M.L. on this one. Just add "ditto" to her comment.
Wolf Avatar
September 28, 2019 at 9:54 PM
You have created the 'ditto machine' comment, Caren. LOL. Thank you so much. Cheers, Gershon
Kiser Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 8:11 PM
True, true, true; we need to "activate the child", within us every day. Great advice and a Fav.
Sands Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 2:47 PM
This is excellent advice. Well done Gershon. This sounds nice right about now :)
Wolf Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 3:07 PM
Time to let it go and just play! Happy Friday, Heidi. Cheers, Gerhon
Devonshire Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 2:13 PM
GREAT advice, Gerhson! We always did find things to do on rainy days. Funny how children today complain they are bored. It wasn't always that way. Enjoyed your poem, especially to poignant message. Hugs, Carolyn
Wolf Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 3:07 PM
You're so right. I don't remember ever being bored until I was about 16. Thanks for the insight, Carolyn. Best wishes, Gershon
Green Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 2:00 PM
Good advice, now if we could only get some rain down here I would try that. : )
Wolf Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 3:05 PM
Wish I could send of some Chicago's rain your way. We've already got some flooded streets today. :)
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