31 March, 2009

Rain

MeeMee

Flying high above the clouds
Watching the black specks
Smiling with joy
I’m on top of the world
I see a darkness form around me
I am unable to see
Crashing down onto the street
I smack into the sidewalk
Dark clouds sweep over the sky
I’m sitting on the sidewalk
People pass by swiftly
Umbrellas over their heads
Quick flash of lightning
The sun peeks through
Here I go to fly
My fun has just begun

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