The Rain
Close are the sound of thunder...
Dark clouds faraway...
But I am save.
It is here now
I can see and hear the rain
Spattering on my window...
But I am save.
And I ask my self...
Will I ever get wet?
Nov 5, 2010
Something is coming...
Something is coming...
There is a sweet feeling in the air.
A warm sensation
Something made with love
The beauty of a new creation
Soon our lives will change
And cute laughs will be heard
Little busy feet will run
and mess up the house
An angel, a baby,
A new live
Our next generation.
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