Enjoy the rain while you may
Before arthritis and joints conspire
To pressure you into misery
And set your weary limbs on fire.

Bathe your face in heaven’s dew
And dance amidst the angelic spittle
While you are young and vital yet
And your bones have not turned brittle.

Splash in puddles and play in mud
Ere propriety robs this fun from you,
And you become a boring grownup
That disdains joy and says, “Pooh, pooh.”

Flesh out your childhood with memories
That you may have wide smiles when old
Of dancing through the seasons
When drizzles made the air grow cold.