Dancing With The Rain

The rain outside calls me –
It wants to dance with me.


I dance, I dance, I dance with the rain.
It drip, drip, drips on my head.

I dance.
I dance to the sound of nature.

I dance.
I dance to the sounds and sights of thunder and lightning.

I dance.
I dance all around, I dance up and down.

I dance to prove I am not scared.
I dance to say I love the sight.

I dance and dance-
But the weather turns around.

I dance and dance-
But soon there’s no more rain to dance with.





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