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Sunday

When it rains

When it rains
I’ll watch with renewed awe
the maniacal swaying of trees
the lightning and thunder

When it rains
I’ll look up at the sky and wonder
how bears, horses and dragons
can all turn into drops of water?

When it rains
I’ll pull out my mud print dress
and gambol in the liquid chatter

When it rains
I’ll wear a silly grin on my face
and hum a song

When it rains
When will it rain?
    ~ ~


(Penned before the rains began in earnest!
Inspired to some extent by the song from the movie 'Singing in the Rain')