Nostalgic Rains

I'd jump so high,
I'd go round and round,
scattering my hair,
feeling every drop of rain,
on my hands and on
my prancing bare feet.

I'd look at the skies,
rub the droplets off my eyes,
I'd smile,I'd giggle
and I'd smile again!

I'd dream the dreams,
I'd scream the screams.

I'd taste the rain,
sweet salty rain,
I'd make a cup of tea,
or a mug of frothy coffee.

I'd hum songs,
or tunes that came from
nowhere!

I'd jump so high,
feeling every drop of rain.
And today,
all I feel is pain.
A bittersweet pain.