I smell the air, its fresh.
I hear it going DRIP DROP DRIP DROP.
I taste fresh water.
I feel it go DRIP DROP on my body.
I see it sparkle and shine.
I like to run in it.
I hear it going DRIP DROP DRIP DROP.
I taste fresh water.
I feel it go DRIP DROP on my body.
I see it sparkle and shine.
I like to run in it.
2 comments:
Hi Charlotte: I love your rainy day poem. Looks like it will be rainy this weekend but rain makes everything grow. Have a good day Charlotte. I love you.
Grandma
Charlotte,
I like your "Rainy day"
Grandpa Z
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