RAINY DAYS

AS I LIE IN BED I LISTEN TO THE SOFT PATTER ON THE ROOF
I PULL THE COVERS UP TO MY NOSE AND WIGGLE IN MY BED
I FEEL THE COMFORT AND PEACE OF KNOWING THAT ALL IS WELL
MY WORLD IS SAFE AND WARM FROM MY TOES TO MY HEAD

I KNOW THAT OUTSIDE THE WORLD IS ALIVE
WITH BOUNCING RAINDROPS CHASING AWAY
THE DUST OF THE DAY AND CAUSING THE FLOWERS
TO DANCE AND TO SWAY

THERE IS SOMETHING QUITE MAGICAL
EACH TIME THAT IT RAINS
THE LADYBUGS DANCE
AS IT POURS DOWN AGAIN

WE CAN STAY IN OUR CHILDHOOD
AND ALWAYS BE CHEERY
AND SPLASH IN THE PUDDLES
AND NEVER GROW WEARY
AND COUNT EVERY RAINDROP
AS EACH ONE DESCENDS
FOR THEY ARE AS SPECIAL
AS MY MOST DEAREST FRIEND.

Written by my cyberbud Sue Weaver shortly after
we first met. Thanks Sue...:)


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