rAiN dAnCeR

by chritty - Aries

she’s eighty five and not a day goes by
that she doesnt stand out in the rain
with her tender barefeet 
she would walk out into the streets
and close her eyes
drift away to a better place
she like to pretend
the rain drops would roll down her cheeks
and she would sweep away
back to when she was a little girl
doing the exact same thing
with her daddy by her side
he would call her his little rain dancer

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2001-04-19 22:27:09
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:08
Poem ID: 62161

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