Grey days

Rain falls on a grey day

Puddles form, reflecting lights from cars and shops,

Kids splash, they love puddles when it rains,

Rivers of water running down the drain.

I remember days when I loved the rain

Back in my younger days,

Now the cold and the damp

It chills my bones,

But sometimes I wish

I could play in the puddles and the rain.

What’s holding me back?

Guess it’s my own domestication,

Believing it’s not how adults behave,

Adults just don’t play in the puddles and the rain,

Maybe that’s why this day seems so grey,

Maybe if I chose to simply play,

Throw my inhibitions away

Maybe the day will change

And rainbows may come out on display

And make this day a colourful array,

To brighten up this grey day,

So don’t let things get in your way

Enjoy and play every day,

For life is short, so let’s make it sweet

And change our mind set today,

Throw our inhibitions away

And make this day a little less grey.

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