Dancing in the Rain

Anonymous

Willowing waters surrounding my father

While he dances with my mother

As the storm drips down onto her eyelashes

My father and mother hear the flashes

For they do not care they still go on

When I spot a little fawn

My eyes keep searching

Till I spot two birds perching

One with colors of a stream

And the other a ream

But when I look up all I can see

Is the bright cheering sun looking down at me