Monday, July 3, 2017

French Rain



Drops that cleanse the world

The pavement shines
Under my feet,
The sky is grey
Above my head.

Drops that cleanse the world

I feel like twirling,
I feel like dancing.
I need an umbrella
And it must be pink.

Drops that cleanse the world

This lovely rain 
makes me so happy.
As if I was inside
A French ‘musée’.

Drops that cleanse the world

The air is fresh,
The  streets so clean.
This is the life,
I want to live.

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