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"Rain Boots"


I live in Texas weather, It’s way too hot for us. We always pray for rain to come, Then we always fuss. When it comes I’m unprepared And don’t know what to do… I’m undecided what to wear, Even matching shoes. The shoes in this condition Were something that I wore. A shiny rubber object Is something you can’t ignore. I jumped on puddles one by one KERPLUNK LE SPLASH! Sadly the light rays hit me And the fun was smashed. I went home and saw my momma, And put my boots away. Then momma said to me “it’ll be back another day.”
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