Poetry
Posted on September 2nd, 2003 by Sacha Chua
Rainy days invite one to slumber.
If the sun does not wake, why should I?
So it happens this morn in September:
*I* would rather stay dry.
Rainy days invite one to slumber.
If the sun does not wake, why should I?
So it happens this morn in September:
*I* would rather stay dry.