Oh to feel the rain on my forehead
To run down a hill being pelted
To skip through puddles splashing
To walk and walk until you are a sponge
And not only me, but with another
Oh to skip arm in arm
To look at each other and smile
To talk and talk over the rain
Oh to walk and walk through the rain
Forever and ever with you
-Anonymous
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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