The July sadness came
together with a sudden attack of rain.
it's raining cats and dogs,
you are getting wet with the loved dog,
you are running quickly,
the wooden small bridge is creaking.
she could hear
it and she see from a distance,
that you want to overtake the dog,
and it is jumping spraying puddles.
she is standing the tea
and she is opening the door.
you are shaking your head,
like your friend dog
and you are laughing out loud.
she likes these moments,
when you are singing
under the shower...
it's raining cats and dogs, you are getting wet with the loved dog, humorous and beautiful.10.
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Your English in this poem is far from exact. No problem...just wondered about the tens. This poem is worth no more that a six.