Rain hitting the window on a Sunday afternoon
The Radio station is playing a great tune
Outside its Gray the street is wet
Inside i am as relaxed as I will get
The Computer is on but no one around
Watching the rain hit the puddles on the ground.
All those pictures of people who don'speak Certain to be more this time next week
Even my poems have had over 200 hits
Off course this pleases me thrills me to bits
But only a few fantastic people have commented
This leaves me puzzled but not tormented
