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!
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