05/15/2008
The stained glass pavement glows with rainfall
We laugh, we forgot our umbrella
Jumping in puddles is below us
But a subtle splash will be all right
I miss my knee high rubber rain boots
And rows of patent yellow rain coats
Shiny enough to see reflections
Clearer than in the puddles below
The mud that stained our Zellers clothing
Our badges of honour, playground scars
We're far removed from our childhood
Disguising our scars, showing no pride
We're not proud to play and get dirty
We smile politely, don't engage
We walk and laugh shyly now instead
The rain helps the so soft atmosphere
Smile when you offer your jacket
Childhood smiles and bad posture
Puddles don't reflect us like children
I yearn to show you my playground scars
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