Rainy Day
Splashing in the puddles on a rainy summer day
not caring how wet and dirty you get
you wander down the road to find a bigger puddle
as I stand at the end of the driveway
to watch you,
to make sure you are safe from the cars that pass by.
Laughing and giggling
running and splashing
carefree and enjoying this day,
despite the rain.
As mud and water cover your clothes,
I frown at the thought of the laundry I have to do.
My jaw clenches at the vision of muddy footprints
marring my floors.
I continue to watch
you laugh uncontrollably
all because you are splashing in a puddle
on a rainy day.
And I have to stop and remember
how quickly these days pass by,
even the rainy ones
that seem endless
when trudging through
the tedious daily routines.
The giggling and laughing
running and splashing
may not come as easily as the years progress.
As I stand and watch you get filthy and wet,
I can’t help but smile at how precious
these little moments are.
I stand and stare
at the end of the driveway
and try to etch this moment
of spontaneous fun and carefree giggles
into my mind.
So I can remember it when the
frustration
of motherhood overwhelms me.
Remember how your innocent
play and laughter
turned this gray rainy summer day
into a bright moment of my life.
