Thousand of Feets
Walks through the damp road
Headed under the shelter
Eventually getting bored
Hissing voices are coverd From head to toe
Small little puddles Carry paper boats in a row
Hands peeks out of the pockets
Cold drops touched the warm skin
Taking steps little by little
Sour faces formed a grin
Drizzling rain chilled were winds
Closed eyes had an epiphany
Teeming grasses n' misty clouds
Merrily shuffled in symphony
Frigid drops of Rain
Ripples of your fervent Pain⛆
