Raindrops and children share one thing in common; they play in the rain.
They both love splashing in puddles as long as puddles remain.
The raindrop simply is absorbed in the puddle and becomes a part.
The child kicks the raindrops this way and that until the water is forced to depart.
Raindrops that land in the grass or garden are absorbed and feed the flowers.
The children land in our hearts; their love and passion soon becomes ours.
We know that we could not live without the falling rain to replenish the soil.
We also know that without the wonder of our children there would be a void in our soul.
When you see the rain falling from the heavens above
You will see children playing in the rain. They are easy to watch and easy to love.
Keep this in mind as you watch your child grow.
He will most likely learn things that we will never know.
Each day of living is a day of learning and growth.
Learning to laugh and sometimes cry and find comfort in both.
Splash little raindrop and fall where you may.
You, like the child brings growth to all of us each day.
Thank God for eyes to see the rain, sun and trees.
Thank God for the flowers that blow in the breeze.
He will most likely learn things that we will never know
Wonderful! I love these lines. . .how true
Thanks for sharing a part of your soul and your family
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
I hope your grandchildren enjoyed this as much as I. Wish it was raining, so I could go stomp in the rain. It's still one of my favorite things to do.
Kathy
Enjoyed reading this poem very much.
My best regards,
Chris
Tavia.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D