Skinny knees and shoelaces
Patter through the wet
Hems, collars, bobby pins
Freezing hands that fret
Streams of water trickle
Swollen by the rain
A river rushes gladly
Pulsing like a vein.
The blood of sky continues
Some love the offered drops
Others sit foreboding at the gloomy weather spots
Playing, broody
Laughing, moody
Drip drop under shrieks
Goosebumps, spiky.
Warmth? Unlikely.
Not with all these leaks.
Eloise 
Bright, clever, endearing, humorous…really fun love the rhythm.
easy to get and works fine
yea
I like it that the leaks are not necessarily all physical ones, some metaphorical leaks come is for me too.
great poem loved it, rhythms really well smooth wording, warm and comical.
it reminds me of coming to school when its raining.
Admiring various gumboots and beanies i think