After the Rain.
After the rain,
we walked at the park.
The grass was greener,
the air was fresh and clean.
The sun warmed,
and the blossoming trees popped
almost as if they were
smiling with the joy they knew I felt.
My heart swelled a wee bit more
like it so often does
in moments spent
with my grandie girls.
Mommy told Grandie Girl 1
about the time she spent playing ball on this field,
and asked her if she thought she
would want to do the same some day.
The sweet, high-pitched voice
in the miniature, but too-fast growing body,
responded so excitedly
like she most always does,
wanting to be just like mommy.
And I smile at both of them with their muddy shoes
from the stop we made along the walk to float dandelions in the creek.
I steal a glance at Grandie Girl 2,
who is grinning and squealing with delight
as if to affirm her agreement
and wanting to be just like her big sister.
These are the moments…
the sweet precious moments.
After the rain.
Cheers & Hugs,