What does favorite even mean? How do you go about just choosing one thing? You have probably heard these questions before and they’re not far of.
For some people favorites are simple and for others favorites does not bring justice to what they would like to answer. I like the complexity of humans, it’s really a part of what makes us human.
Now as to actually answering the question,I have two favorite types of weather. Each type has to do with the impact it has or what it makes me feel.
First type: Warm summer evenings(yes evenings not the day). The kind of warmth that’s comforting and not overbearing. Makes you think of fond childhood memories. The kind that makes you think of campfires and marshmallows. It reminds me of being a child,not worried about the time. As a child the sun rays would play softly over your skin. You could almost imagine tiny giggles and magic seemed so real with the golden glow of the sun setting.
If you have been on my blog for a while you might have guessed the second type: Rainy weather. Fond memories and a one of a kind comforting. Makes me think of jumping in rain puddles with my mom and as a kid. Makes me think of my favorite comfort movies and hot chocolate. Stories shared with friends and laughter without fearing the future. Makes me think of warmth and comfort hidden away under blankets with my dogs near being lazy. Being able to slow down for a bit. Makes me think of warmth, comfort,fondness and happiness. Reminds me what it’s like to be a child.
There’s so many more reasons but these are my favorite reasons.
Why is your favorite type of weather,your favorite?
Gently the river flows And softly the wind blows Slowly,that's how life goes. Slowly,that's how the flower grows. The river sets me aglow Reminds me to live in the now Gentle waters,I row In gratitude I bow.
River rock stays steady River rock is always ready River rock does not grow weary River rock knows not life as dreary River rock is gentle River rock is not judgemental.
River rock just is And knows not how monumental that is. To be steady in the flow And to not move in the storm.
M.S.Wepener
Love,Poem Girl Sam💖💫🌻. P.S.- I hope everyone is doing well 🌻. Today was a long exhausting day and I almost forgot about the prompt 😅 but I hope you enjoyed it.
Find me in a field of flowers, Waiting for thunder showers. Listening to a song For however long. Living life With all I have to give. Find me dancing without a care, About any stare. Oh,how rare you are my dear.
Poem Girl Sam 