Rain drops,
Odd spots,
spots blot,
spots drop.
A puddle to muddle,
A hole worth the leap,
I shuttered sinking too deep!
Rain drops plops on head knots,
Gentle tickles down my cheeks.
Tears from clouds make me sing,
Tears from clouds forever call spring.
Jun 12, 2024
Jun 12, 2024 at 7:43 PM UTC
Rain drops,
Odd spots,
spots blot,
spots drop.
A puddle to muddle,
A hole worth the leap,
I shuttered sinking too deep!
Rain drops plops on head knots,
Gentle tickles down my cheeks.
Tears from clouds make me sing,
Tears from clouds forever call spring.
Rain rain don't go away.....
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