Mad woman rain spinning,
Eyes alight, ever grinning.
Tips of tongues protrude to taste
the rain that cannot be left to waste.
And the passers by, they all cease
their habitual scurry for momentary peace.
She spins...She spins, arms leave her side
As if to pull down the rain, to keep it inside.
The disturbance, they warned "You'll be ill"
But they could not break her will.
Mad woman rain spinning,
Eyes alight, ever grinning.
I know I already said but...
ReplyDeleteMuch love. <3
I like the way you ended it.
Thankyou, and I'm glad you liked it.
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