It was a very, very rainy day
And the little boy knew
He couldn’t go outside in the puddles that day
So what could he possibly do?
All he could think of right then and there
Was going out to play
But he had to stay inside while it rained
On such a gloomy day
Occasionally, he’d look outside
Tried to see if the storm had passed by
But when looking across the room from his bed
Something caught the child’s eye
On his bookshelf in the corner lay
A book that he knew well
His grandmother had read it to him
Oh, the stories she would tell!
The little boy grew curious,
So he walked over to the case
He pulled the book away, pages and all,
And a smile crept across his face
As he did this, some other books fell,
But he didn’t try to rescue the shelf
For he had already opened the book
And tried to read by himself
Frustration took over as it sometimes will
So he looked at the pictures instead
He saw castles and knights, and even a prince
So many ideas filled his head
When he finished the book on medieval times
He looked outside at the skies
He had looked so long, the storm had cleared up
And he couldn’t believe his eyes
The dark clouds were gone, and the sun came out
And he had to take another look
He glanced once again at the pages he’d turned
And then he slowly closed the book
© 2006 Adrienne Frailey. All rights reserved.

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