I once met a girl out chasing the rain Skipping through puddles in blissful refrain No rules seen, but the way she was grinning I knew straight off she must have been winning Her glasses fogged up, her smile full of teeth And yellow boots like her soul underneath A bright buttercup shade warm as the sun Placed a smile on my face where once was none Raven hair and eyes set on pallid skin With freckled cheeks and a feminine chin The little blackbird called to me and said 'Take off your hood, and let it hit your head! ' At once obliged, I removed my raincoat And joined her in splashing through her small moat Soaked to the bone after an hour or two We shuffled inside for some tea and stew A romp in the rain and a shared soup bowl Then I bid adieu to her eyes of coal Blackbird, my blackbird, never again seen But I think of you often when the skies aren't so serene.. |
Sunday, September 26, 2010
BLACK BIRD,MY BLACK BIRD :)
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