Rainy Days

Parenting in inclement weather — a poem

A view of the oncoming rain over the cliffs where I live.

It was a dark and stormy day,

I can’t send the kids to play

Outside in the torrents of rain,

And thus it’s indoor games again.

Parenting’s never a chore

And rarely is it a bore

But days when the rain does pour

It takes just a little more.

Creative is not my strength,

And going the extra length,

To keep young minds engaged

Oh to be that precious age.

One day they will restrain

Their impetus and feign

And soon their minds will reign

O’er all of life’s refrain.

But for this precious day

Rain keeps the sun at bay,

And so inside they stay

With little ones I’ll play.