June   24,   2020

RAIN

Do  birds  do  different 

in the rain? I love rain. 

Others don’t. They 

complain. I love to see 

puddles popping with 

falling drops and streams 

of water rivering their way 

down the street – and 

then the greatest gift: 

to see a a kid with yellow 

boots stomping down the 

street - one foot on that
street and one foot just 
off the curb – loving every 
puddle – splashing every 
dark blue plastic trash can –

laughing, loving the rain. 

When and why do folks 

stop being kids in the rain? 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020