Saturday, August 22, 2009

Writing about the Rain

It rained today in Las Vegas, a gentle cool summer rain, the type of rain that brings back memories of my childhood. The rain is needed in this desert because we are in a drought. It didn't rain long or a lot, but it rained.

Gentle raindrops fall
desert's liquid refreshment
Las Vegas gives thanks.

The rain brought back memories of Oklahoma rains. When I was a child, I enjoyed walking home from school in the rain. I would make sure I stepped in every water or mud puddle on the way home. When I got home, my mother or grandmother would run me a hot bath and make hot chocolate.

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