Friday, April 24, 2009

Bad Weather

Rain's a reminder that puddles are born
Beneath the winds and the clouds of the storm
See yourself clearly when gazing down at your feet
Share in the joy as the sky light repaints the street

Woven in gaps like new tennis raquets
We all duck and weave as we dive through the traffic
Each shivering footstep sends rain falling into space
To keep all the puddles from settling into place

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