Puddle Of Essential Memories
When I see a puddle, I do not see the puddle of water,
See something others do not see,
A mystery that humanity hasn’t bothered before,
But each puddle is as essential as a book,
Each drop of rain is the same as a word on a page,
As a puddle is formed it creates a story, a story ignored, and many thousand more,
Each a memory because I had read the words of the rain,
Words that show me the past and show me the future,
A single drop of rain can change everything,
A fact of life, one event change a lot, but does that rain fall on your shoulder,
If not its only a word of advice,
And if so, then you must adjust your life,
A puddle is essential, but future memories are,
And a puddle is full to the brim of memories.