Splish, Splash
With the yellow
Of the nice rain boots
And great splash comes with them
Splish, Splash
She jumps into the many puddles
Enjoying the natures gift
Splish, Splash
Hearing a great roar
She doesn't care
But only listens to
Splish, Splash
The puddles make
When she takes a leap
And laughs when her
Yellow boots make the squeak
Splish, Splash
YOU ARE READING
Rain Days, Some Poetry Stays
PoetryIt's another rainy day where I live and I decide it's gonna be a good time to write some poetry. This is something I've done for a while and I decided to incorporate it in a book for people to actually read.
