Featured Writing by David

After the Rain

by David

I wake to the sound of rain falling against my window. I look outside and see the dark, chilly sky. I get ready to go outside and then feel the grass squeaking beneath my shoes. The neighbors next door are trying to get their children into the car, but they are too busy splashing in the puddles.

The screeching of wheels distracts me from my thoughts. A crisp breeze gives me a chill, but I can see the bright sun fighting to get through the thick clouds. Soon the weather clears.

Now I notice the wonderful scent of flowers bursting from the rain and the smell of the earth after a storm. I trip over a fallen branch, and when I reach down, I feel the cold, green grass. Kids are looking out their windows and asking to go outside. Before I walk back to my house, I see the birds flying in the fresh air.