Happiness is the sound of rain falling
The Pitter, patter upon mother earth
The petrichor in the air comes a calling
Refreshing, earthy , a wondrous birth
Our laughing eyes wander for a distance
Happy cheeks rise sporting a smile
Mother Earth proud as our eyes glance
At her earthy wet attired raindrop style
Puddles are made not just for girls and boys
The splashing is enjoyable for all
Kick off your shoes, there are puddles to enjoy
Listen to our inner child, the cool water calls
Enjoy the petrichor born of newly fallen rain
Go out, enjoy your inner child again
- Author: Dove (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 7th, 2021 08:36
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 42
- Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, L. B. Mek
Comments6
simply beautiful dear Dove ... you may not post that often these days .. but when you do .. you do it so splendidly ..
and what's more, you have used one of my most favouritest words in your title .... N π
Thanks you kindly dear Neville! Very kind of you to say! The word is new to me! It was part of a poetry challenge to make a poem! But since its in your vocabulary, I bow my feathers lol ! Thanks for the read and comment
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Very inspiring - a new word for me 'Petrichor' the smell of rain - charming piece. Very well done. Cheers
For me also, Its incredible, how many words are out there waiting to be discovered!
Thanks for the read and comment
....And need I add? ....Know and am exhilarated by that smell also.
Keep on educating me, Dove.
Oh my, thanks a bunch Dave! I look forward to sharing new words! πΎ
Good write Dove. Petri-wotsit?! heehee.
Awesomeness! Smiles Orchidee
Very inspirational Dove. Love it. π
Thanks again for stopping by, much appreciated
this is such an immersive read
thanks for sharing, dear poet
Youβre welcome Mek! Thanks for stopping by!,, Much appreciated
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