Dancing in the Rain
A Limerick of Joyous Rejoicing
A lady of grace did rejoice
When she danced in the rain without poise
Her hair was all wet
But her face was set
To savor the moment with no noise.
The pitter-patter of rain created
A rhythm that moved her enchanted
She twirled round and round
Without making a sound
A smile spread across her face, elated.
As the droplets of water cascaded
Her spirit rose higher, unabated
No care in the world
Her heart did unfurl
A perfect moment, she commemorated.
The beauty of nature and life was displayed
As her feet moved in a joyous parade
Dancing in the rain, so free
She'd never felt so alive, you see!
In this limerick of happy serenade.
About the Creator
Una Savage
I'm Una Savage. I love reading and writing, and I enjoy traveling. Most importantly, I'm the mother of an autistic child which is both challenging and rewarding, and it has taught me a great deal about life and myself.
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