Simple Daze
Simple Daze
I am lifted up off of my feet,
by a brazin breeze,
as the sunny sun's rays,
beat down on my freckled face.
Soon, come sounds of rain , gently hitting the ground;
Seemingly charmed by the clouds, my thoughts are,
the rainbow will come too soon.
Copyright McCuen 2008
Copyright © Mc Mc | Year Posted 2009
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