It's that time of year again. When the rains pour and the sun shines. I hear a thunder strike and feel a mosquito bite. So let's hit the beach, and call it a day. Three cheers for this mighty explosion!
Take a roar from this simple play book.
Watch as you fall, tumbling down.
May the wings of grace find you.
Only to feel the winds renewal.
I shall stay strong, like a wolverine.
No comments:
Post a Comment