When the sky is your umbrella. NaPoWriMo #9
When the sky is your umbrella.....
I've walked in the rain,
Played in the rain,
Sung and danced in the rain.
I fought a war in the rain.
Cooked breakfast over a camp fire
in a cast iron skillet full of grease
and rain water in the rain.
Run miles in the rain,
Planted a garden in the rain.
Bathed naked in the summer rain
1 Comments:
Stop raining on my parade, Bob! :)
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