When I am summer rain drops
That fall on your street.
Put away your umbrella
And smile as we meet.
Turn up your sweet face
To my warm gentle kiss
Remember one who loved you
My pretty young miss.
Write comment. Great poem, Ste. Anne. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings, lovely and very passionate.