Rainy Days

March 8, 2010
By Anonymous

Rainy Days
Just another rainy day
Sittin in class with nothing to do:
I look out the window and start to dream,
Dream of dancing endlessly through the cold drops or precipitation;
As they hit the ground making puddles;
I can see myself jumping,
Jumping high in the air.
Just to see if I can make the biggest splash.
Then I heard tapping.
The teacher tapping on my desk
Brings me back to reality.
Then for the last time I saw a droplet of water run down the window
I knew that rainy day would come again.

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