Day 25 of the March Slice of Life Challenge hosted by theTwo Writing Teachers! #SOL23
Puddles after a rainstorm were two young girls’ dream come true
Bright yellow bee rain boots got pulled on
And blue flowered raincoats were buttoned
Out the sisters ventured
Shrieking with joy
And jumping full force into puddles
The littlest sister would pause to admire the worms
She would kneel down and talk to them
The oldest sister was busy comparing puddles
Looking for the biggest and deepest puddle of them all
Puddles and worms
Time passes quickly
No more bright yellow bee rain boots
No more blue flowered raincoats with buttons
Their love for puddles has faded
Teachers Write 
Krista, isn’t that the truth? So many stages come and go, but I love that you captured this Puddles and Worms slice of life with a poem. It will always be able to stay in your memories (yours and theirs).
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Oh my goodness! What a beautiful poem to children getting older. I love the specificity of the “bright yellow bee rain boots” and “blue flowered raincoats” and the image of the younger bending over to talk to worms. So sweet. You’ve conveyed so well a feeling of wanting to hold them in that moment–even if there are joys that have come with them getting older, as well.
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Thank you! Each season of parenting has their own joys. A rainy day brought back this memory of my daughters’ puddle jumping. It made me think about how there are moments that happen for the last time and you don’t realize it’s the last time.
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