I like the smell
of pavement
after rain.
It reminds me of camping trips
from when I
was a kid.
I would lay awake
listening
to the rain hitting the tarpaulin roof.
ping
(pong)
ping
A symphony of raindrops
sounded like golfballs
to my childish ears.
I imagined a barrel
tipped over
with those dimpled spheres cascading
into the
air and onto
the roof of the camper.
But in the morning
I would step outside and
would only be met with the smell of the rain.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
I like the smell
of pavement
after rain.
It reminds me of camping trips
from when I
was a kid.
I would lay awake
listening
to the rain hitting the tarpaulin roof.
ping
(pong)
ping
A symphony of raindrops
sounded like golfballs
to my childish ears.
I imagined a barrel
tipped over
with those dimpled spheres cascading
into the
air and onto
the roof of the camper.
But in the morning
I would step outside and
would only be met with the smell of the rain.
