Today I play in my playground of creativity.
Gate is open anytime rain or shine.

Sew Saw moves up and down with words grand.
Swings motion, lets me glide with phases of rhythm.

Slide allows self to go whoosh with visions
And monkey bars I climb,
almost reaching sky inside thoughts.

Oopse,
looks like rains begun.
Perfect time to catch emotional lyrics,
and add them to my poems.