Tell me 'bout it;
How beautiful β€οΈ it is
The rain dancing with the mud
Turning and moving
Like a ballerina lost in trance
I see the clouds changing from monstrous grey to faded blue π΅
The trees weren't left out
as the leaves bow graciously
creating moments so precious.
A beautiful sight indeed
That brings its cruise
with a sense of calm.
as it brushes my body lightly
Striking some chords so perfectly
Should I just dance along with you?
Oh no!
The wind got jealous
and moved you hard
I can hear π you groan
and see your colour turn back to sad grey.
Please
Just keep dancing
I will stand here and watch
or maybe I should step into the court
So we create a perfect day.