In A Drizzling Morning Comments

Rain drops and paper boats, a memory we hold on to so fondly. Always refreshing and rejuvenating like the lovely poem of yours. Thank you for sharing and thank you so much for your recent comment. Glad you liked it.

Fantastic, simple, beautiful, touching, such a fragrant childhood memory! I remember doing the same thing when younger, loved being in the rain. Last night it rained a little here and I went for a walk with my Granddaughter, it felt so good! Thank you for a wonderful and lovely memory, Amitava. RoseAnn

A lovely poem, Amitava. I enjoy standing out in the rain

Truly, childhood and rain are closely related that form a sweet memory and has its opportunistic recollection from the memoir and nature.Drizzling, especially, the morning drizzle is a lovely aroma of nature.