It keeps on raining all around, bouncing lightly off the ground.. <br />Just like the Ballet, on tip toe shoe, turning swirling, all nignt thru.. <br />Angelic Angels brightly attired, to be Loved, and be admired.. <br />A touch of Heaven, a caress divine, Angelic Music, soft and fine.. <br />The pitter patter on the roof, gives restful peace, meditation, truth.. <br />The fragrant perfume of clean air, for all to enjoy, for all to share.. <br />In bliss of solitude, I now dream, of matrimony with a Queen.. <br />A Queen who loves the falling rain.. My arms shall hold her <br />once again.. We'll walk the raindrops thru the night.. She'll touch <br />my cheek, my hand hold tight.. Then lightly through the clouds <br />shall shine.. A rainbow in the sky divine.. How blessed we are, <br />such beauty surround.. The rain does Pirouette, on the ground.. <br />A Heavenly Ballet, to me doth seem.. Is it real, or but a dream..<br /><br />John Leroy Maxwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ballet-of-the-rain/
