Poetry 21

When we walked and it rained with no place to hide,
You showed me how fun was the chilly rain.

When we walked in the heat with no shade,
You showed me how fun was the harsh sun.

When we walked with wind blowing so strong
You showed me how fun was holding on.

When we walked the streets hand in hand,
You showed me how fun was being two souls in one…

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