The clouds looked bruised to my surprise.
Then a rain drop fell and kissed me on my eyes.
It was cool, then hot----by my raging emotions,
the sun was supposed to be there, nomore beach,
nomore sun tan lotion.
fog moving in, mud being made.
trees getting showered on, sparkling like jade.
A sharp wavering blue then cut through.
This was very important but could it br true?
"Can I go swimming now? " I wrote in the window
within the morning dew.
I knew the answer, sadly enough.
I made a bad desicion yesterday,
and was put into cuffs.
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Submission Name: I like swimming
