Festival Park Revisited Today I drove past the places we had been,not too long ago, and no one knew except me, that the same street I was on today, was the very one we had ridden our bikes down that rainy day in June. I remembered how we had gotten so soaked from the… View Post
Tag: raindrops
Picnic in the Park
Dark gray clouds hang overhead, Their presence threatens to bring An end to outdoor plans for the day, Ominously, they hover and cling. Everyone plans to seek cover, If raindrops begin to fall. Silently some sit, watch and wait,While others gather to… View Post