
rain. the feeling of the drops of water dripping down my face... the clap of thunder... streak of lightning... feeling wet... dancing.
once i wrote a poem about dancing in the rain.
it went something like this
Dance in the Rain
spinning and twirling
as clouds roll in
the sun is all gone
God's heavenly lights have gone dim
the thunder is booming
all have gone inside
except one little child
as lightning fills the sky
that one little child
all by herself
is awed by the rain
considers it wealth
some say sun brings happiness
they sit there and complain
but really those people have never
spent time dancing in the rain
before i leave, i just want to say a quick story... the other day, the Praise Team from school was at mrs. b's house ... anyways, we were talking about dancing in rain. my friend thought that that was so DUMB and was like what do you do... look outside, realize it's raining and plug in a radio?
and i thought who's dumb now?
