• While dancing in the rain
    crystals formed upon the pane
    turning blue and yellow and green
    reflecting a wonderful scene.

    A scene dotted with homes
    some together, others alone.
    The drizzle blurred my sight.
    I wondered 'til morning light.

    Music jingled in the morning sprinkles
    which covered soft green wrinkles
    The darling dew danced on me
    birthing a new laugh for all to see.