Wordwrought
Fairweather Folk
Day after day of endless grey and relentless rainÂ
Then the weather issued forth longed-for sunshine againÂ
An exodus of the stir-crazy from homes ensuedÂ
Children skipped along as parents smiled their lightened mood
While grown-ups chatted on benches, scrolled phones, walked aroundÂ
Gaggles of kiddies shrieked a cacophony of soundÂ
No one noticed leaden clouds gathering way up highÂ
Until fat water drops began falling from the sky
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‘Yes I know you’re wearing wellies and a plastic mac’Â
‘No you can’t play in the rain, we will have to go back’Â
Giggling we looked at each other then rolled our eyesÂ
What is it about the rain that so many despise?
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As the park quickly emptied of all fairweather folk
We hunted, found the biggest, by a large twisted oakÂ
 Small hands grabbed mine, together we shouted ‘One two three’Â
And into the puddle we jumped, my grandsons and meÂ