Our Monthly Stroll

The sky was lovely on that summer day, The time just seemed to slip away. We were going on our monthly trip, Heading for a mountainy dip. At the bottom there lay a fabulous stream, Just like one you'd have in a dream. With the water flowing over the tiny stones, And birds singing out at such high tones. We all felt at ease. We stopped beside a jagged rock, Lay down our things and sat to talk. Black clouds now cover the summer sky, As we all let out a disappointed sigh. We soon set of as one big team, Leaving behind the peaceful stream. As we turn onto a leafy lane, I feel the first drop of the rain. I run for cover under a tree, But not before the rain soaks me!