From a gray sky
Came the rain thrumming,
Dripping down windows,
Puddling the walk.
From the dry dorms
Three girls came wending
Along the walk
Through the deep puddle.
In the gray raining
Came three dry girls
To the wet puddling
Where they went splashing.
To the dry dorms
Came the three girls
Under a rainbow
With puddle diminished.
I like that poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm very glad. :-)
ReplyDeleteVery nice :). It was such fun!!!
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