Jumping Through Puddles
Sweet Memories of Rainy Days18 total reviews
Comment from MissMerri
I loved this poem for many reasons, Connie. First, it is (as usual for you) perfectly metered and with solid, consistent rhyming. But best of all is the story you tell so vividly and the memories this is bound to evoke in all who read it. My own memories swirled to the surface and made me smile as I pictured you and Jack splashing through puddles on a rainy day. This was just so much fun to read, and I'm glad I stopped in to see what you've been doing. So glad to find this happy piece from you. ~MM
reply by the author on 14-Apr-2019
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I loved this poem for many reasons, Connie. First, it is (as usual for you) perfectly metered and with solid, consistent rhyming. But best of all is the story you tell so vividly and the memories this is bound to evoke in all who read it. My own memories swirled to the surface and made me smile as I pictured you and Jack splashing through puddles on a rainy day. This was just so much fun to read, and I'm glad I stopped in to see what you've been doing. So glad to find this happy piece from you. ~MM
Comment Written 14-Apr-2019
reply by the author on 14-Apr-2019
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Thank you, my dear friend, for such a lovely review. Not only do you write wonderful poetry, but you write wonderful reviews as well! And thank you, too, for the exceptional rating. My husband and I were driving through Auburn recently, and I always think of you when passing through. Auburn--the home of one very talented poet!
Lots of hugs to someone who has always been so supportive.
Connie
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Thank you for thinking of me. Next time, maybe you'll stop in for tea. ;p
I'd love that!
Comment from BeasPeas
Hi Connie. Thank you for bringing back a memory. Jumping puddles with my mother. Your poem and the illustration are very well done. Enjoyable. Marilyn
reply by the author on 27-Mar-2019
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Hi Connie. Thank you for bringing back a memory. Jumping puddles with my mother. Your poem and the illustration are very well done. Enjoyable. Marilyn
Comment Written 26-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 27-Mar-2019
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Thank you so much, Marilyn, for your review. Sounds like you and I have something in common--we jumped puddles with our moms.
thanks again
Connie
Comment from jmdg1954
Wow, Connie, I really enjoyed this one. I remember being a puddle jumper, though not with my mom.
You have a loved memory for multiple generations and that is awesome.
Nicely conveyed on your poem. John
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2019
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Wow, Connie, I really enjoyed this one. I remember being a puddle jumper, though not with my mom.
You have a loved memory for multiple generations and that is awesome.
Nicely conveyed on your poem. John
Comment Written 26-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2019
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Thank you, John, for your lovely review.
So nice to hear from you.
Connie
Comment from June Sargent
As grandmothers we do have some of the sweetest memories of times spent with our own mothers, our daughters and now our grandchildren. They take away some of the aches and pains from our knees and hips - just for little while when we reminisce. Rainy days can still be fun. Thanks for sharing.
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2019
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As grandmothers we do have some of the sweetest memories of times spent with our own mothers, our daughters and now our grandchildren. They take away some of the aches and pains from our knees and hips - just for little while when we reminisce. Rainy days can still be fun. Thanks for sharing.
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2019
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Thank you, June, for your most thoughtful review. Yes, rainy days can still be fun, at least while my knees still hold out.
Connie
Comment from HealingMuse
Hi Connie,
Awwww - This is such a sweet poem. I am glad you have those happy memories with your mom and daughrer and that now you share that joy with your grandson. Thank you for sharing your joy. Jan
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Hi Connie,
Awwww - This is such a sweet poem. I am glad you have those happy memories with your mom and daughrer and that now you share that joy with your grandson. Thank you for sharing your joy. Jan
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Thank you, Jan, for your very thoughtful review.
My best to you.
Connie
Comment from Joy Graham
This poem is great fun to read. I look forward to rainy days once Old Man Winter releases us. There were a few puddles on the street on Saturday hat hubs couldn't resist driving through. There were no pedestrians around so he enjoyed himself.
Joy xx
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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This poem is great fun to read. I look forward to rainy days once Old Man Winter releases us. There were a few puddles on the street on Saturday hat hubs couldn't resist driving through. There were no pedestrians around so he enjoyed himself.
Joy xx
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Thank you, Joy, for a delightful review.
Connie
Comment from damommy
Yes! I love those days, too, and like you, I still play in the rain. My granddaughter and I chased a twig down the gutter for blocks until it went around the corner and into a culvert. Even with an umbrella, we were drenched, but what fun! This is a delightful poem about the simple, happy things in life.
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Yes! I love those days, too, and like you, I still play in the rain. My granddaughter and I chased a twig down the gutter for blocks until it went around the corner and into a culvert. Even with an umbrella, we were drenched, but what fun! This is a delightful poem about the simple, happy things in life.
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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What a nice review! Thank you so much. Your chasing a twig down the gutter for blocks with your granddaughter reminds me of doing the very same thing with my grandson when he was about three. Grandkids are such fun and make us stay active, which is a good thing.
Thanks again.
Connie
Comment from Phyllis Stewart
Ah, to be a puddle-jumping kid again. Or even to have one at my side. At my age, if I come with five feet of a puddle, I lose my balance and fall in face first. Not as much fun, so I don't go out in the rain. In fact, there is only ONE thing that can get me out of the house... doctor appointments. I have 14 docs to choose from, so I keep busy. :)
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Ah, to be a puddle-jumping kid again. Or even to have one at my side. At my age, if I come with five feet of a puddle, I lose my balance and fall in face first. Not as much fun, so I don't go out in the rain. In fact, there is only ONE thing that can get me out of the house... doctor appointments. I have 14 docs to choose from, so I keep busy. :)
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Thank you, dear Phyllis, for your feedback. I'm so sorry that your only time getting out of the house is to see doctors. I'm glad that in between all those doctor visits you have time to write, given your tremendous talent as a fiction writer and a poet too!
I truly appreciate your reading and responding to my poetry.
My best to you.
Connie
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written poem about the fond childhood memories of jumping puddles in the rain while your mother seems to enjoy it as much as you did and she let you enjoy the jumping even when it was messy.
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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A very well-written poem about the fond childhood memories of jumping puddles in the rain while your mother seems to enjoy it as much as you did and she let you enjoy the jumping even when it was messy.
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Thank you so much, Sandra, for your thoughtful review.
Connie
Comment from nancy_e_davis
What a beautiful picture to grace a very lovely poem of remembrance. You were lucky to have had a young mother. Mine was thirty five when she had me. I was the third and I don't remember her playing with me. Of course it was the war years. Not much joy in those years. The poem is delightful Connie. Love it! Nancy:)
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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What a beautiful picture to grace a very lovely poem of remembrance. You were lucky to have had a young mother. Mine was thirty five when she had me. I was the third and I don't remember her playing with me. Of course it was the war years. Not much joy in those years. The poem is delightful Connie. Love it! Nancy:)
Comment Written 25-Mar-2019
reply by the author on 25-Mar-2019
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Thank you, my dear friend, for such a lovely review and the six-star rating, a very pleasant surprise! My mom was only sixteen when she had me, so she was almost like a big sister. In fact, we would watch American Bandstand together when I was a teenager.
Thanks again.
Hugs,
Connie
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I was nineteen when I had my first. We have always been the best of friends. Nancy Jean was my first. We did everything together. She is my best friend.
