Inspiration in unexpected places

This is a poem my cousin wrote yesterday. He writes/posts several a day on facebook and this one gave me some inspiration this morning. At the beginning of Chapter 13, I need to write a memory scene and I was stuck on how I wanted to accomplish it (only knowing what I wanted told/explained). Then I read this, and BAM! it popped into my head! Inspiration is everywhere people!

Red Galoshes by Sawyer Schmitt

Slipping on my red galoshes, mother smiles as she watches

Drop by drop collective rain races down my window pane

Millions of tiny worlds are falling, diminutive voices calling

I hear them and clasp my hands, pulling worlds off lush grass strands

As my boots carry on, sprinting across my swamped lawn

The world spins wildly forever
Supposedly on a purposeful tilt
And as it spins, changing weather
All my delicate flowers wilt

A desert overtakes land surrounding; at my door is steady pounding
As red boots come tumbling in the house is surrounded by angry men
As their curses and lances fall, rain returns and vanquishes them all
Innocent eyes stare at me although I’m not sure what they see
A monster in my red galoshes, mother frowns as she watches
The world spins crazily forever
Yet we all stay on the ground
I swore that I would never
Stay here if hate would surround

The moon and stars, shadow and reflection add their tears to my collection
And even though it causes ache, I shall remain and never break
Not sure what’s in store, wondering of times before
Letting universes fall, ignoring every desperate call
The world spins madly forever
With all these sickly people in it
And all of the wise and clever
Cower in a world unfit