Mar 31, 2005 12:26
last night the strong wind rocked the trees
buckets of pouring rain fell
lightning kept the night alive
and for a moment, somewhere in the skipping around- love's purest JOY filled my heart.
like a child
puddles were made to be jumped in
mud was made to be slid through
friends were there to share with
some walked by and could not understand why
and we didnotcare.