Rain, Rain, Go Away

November 9, 2010
It’s Wet and Cold
In storms or sprinkles
It’s always bold
And gives me wrinkles

Puddles on the grass, in the roads
Mud at every step
Children jumping ‘round them like toads
Wearing boots in prep

O, how I’ve dreamed
Of a beach with sunny waves
But I’m here cleaning my car I just cleaned
Complaining how the rain has ruined my day

But not until night when I’m alone and its quiet
Do I secretly miss its cultivating riot

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Alexis A. said...
Nov. 25, 2010 at 5:16 pm

i love how you don't like the rain haha

cute though i like it

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