A little poem for a friend:
Do a little rain dance, a sway of hips, imagine that rain falling on face, ah, yes, that pure bliss. Each rain drop a kiss, from our lady of this earth. With each rain that drops, a seed is birthed. Sow your seeds of inspiration, let them grow up big and tall, lady, your beautiful, find your pen and a paper, write and let your own rain fall!
