Dance!


When I look outside my window,
And see those lovely drops of rain;
I rush outside my house,
To enjoy the lovely showers that has been sent!

I lift my face up,
And close my eyes.
The feeling of the water falling on me,
Digs right into my skin.

It's so much of fun,
To dance in the rain.
That it leaves me with a question,
Whether it's possible to dance through my life...

Comments

  1. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*November 28, 2008 at 7:19 AM

    thanks.

    and i love the rain! the pic is cool too. i like how its in black and white, but then her shirt is bright yellow. :)

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  2. CateNovember 28, 2008 at 7:27 AM

    Thanks for your comment - and cool pic too!

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  3. ♥SAR-UH♥November 28, 2008 at 7:27 AM

    i lovvvvvveeeee that pic its soooooo cutee!

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  4. Sakhi.November 28, 2008 at 8:38 AM

    nice!!i loved da pik!!

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  5. neonina05November 28, 2008 at 10:14 AM

    ha i love your blog, too!

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  6. ♡♥-$u.™♥♡November 28, 2008 at 10:20 AM

    Nice poem.
    I love the rain!!
    Even though I dont experience it much.
    Anyways thanks for the comment on my other blog!
    And I am still in Mexico!
    Woo.
    :)
    Sully

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  7. Miss. MaddieNovember 28, 2008 at 10:49 AM

    Love it!!!

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  8. AnonymousNovember 28, 2008 at 12:02 PM

    I like the picture:)

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  9. vLoNovember 30, 2008 at 7:38 PM

    where do u get these awesome pics?

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