Young Dancer In The Rain Poem by Ima Ryma

The young girl in red dress and shoes
Did find herself caught in some rain.
Instead of running, she did choose
To dance across the wet domain.
So off she flew in a fast whirl,
Her red dress spinning in the breeze,
Her red shoes taking this young girl
Through falling rain with grace and ease.
So fast and furious she sped,
The raindrops failed to dampen her
Spirit of dancing all in red,
An awesome sight to see for sure.

The young girl danced so fiery, yup,
Raindrops off her did bubble up.