Rain Lover.

I was looking through my very first blog today, and found this little poem I wrote on November 23rd 2008. I tend to like looking back at the past for some reason. But this poem struck me, since it is all about rain, and Hamilton has been enjoying a great deal of rain recently. So I thought it’d be appropriate to repost this wee poem. It’s not the best, it was written 2 years ago, but I hope you like it.

I am a rain lover.
I can hear the alluring sounds of raindrops hitting the ground outside.
Oh how I want to frolic in the continually falling raindrops.
The sound is calming, the touch refreshing, the sight mesmerizing.
I can happily stand and stare at the rain, and the affect it has on the world is falls onto.
I see how the wood fences are dampened and become a darker shade of brown.
I see the grass blades, grasping and gently holding the water droplets.
I see the animals frolic and flutter in the calming weather.
I see puddles slowly forming, and inviting critters to drink its contents.
Alas, I have to stay within the warm confinements of my home.
I may not be hugged by the rain and dampened.
I may not frolic in the paths of the falling water droplets.
I may only stand here; watching.

I think I shall attempt to write some more poetry for this wee blog. We’ll see…

Thanks for reading

-Ryan Lamont