Thank God it’s Friday,
I will say it once again,
Yes, T.G.I.F!
Corona Viras,
What is it, flu or a cold,
Does anyone know?
It is raining now,
And some puddles grow outside,
Quicker than the grass.
Tag: puddles
Friday 08/03/19 Evening
The day chose the rain,
Grey clouds, puddles and wet streets.
The black bird still sings!
Cancelled trains, what’s new!
It was the same thing last night,
The pigeons don’t mind.
The weekend ahead,
It feels good, TGIF!
‘Now’ time’s important!