He, Little Splatter

Yellow

A small boy.

Pitter patter went his glossy red rain boots.
His hands holding onto the straps of his yellow raincoat.
His hood fell down, leaving his hair wide open for the spring rain to flow through.

Finally, he stops.

An abandoned playground's center.

Puddles all around.

Splish splash

His boots met with the puddle water.
Giggles filled the humid air.

Hm?

The rain has stopped.
He held out his hand, and stared at the sky.

How he wished for it to rain a little more.
Sitting down, he put on his hood once again.

A lullaby.

As rain is lifted, so is he.
Splatter and shower went tiny raindrops.

Yes it is him.

He, Little Splatter.