The Weather Cant Decide
the whether cant seem to make up its mind
it must say
do i want to rain
do i want to shine
shall it be dark or
shall i lighten the day
then the sun shines
puddles being left to be played
and splish splashing is to be had
these puddles of mud are perfect to a kids heart
sorry im going to play i must split this puddle apart
Last Modified: July 21, 2009 at 02:34 pm
Copyright © Jeremy Fredde | Year Posted 2010
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