I come out my room, I stare at the sky
I feel so good inside, this would be a bad day to die
So I put on my hat and walk down the street
waving hi to all my eeighbors I meet
I splash in a nearby puddle, soaking my shoes
I pick up a paper and check out the news
Today will be perfect, is what the headlines say
it's how I knew it would be, just another day
this poem makes me want to go outside too. xcept it's cloudy out rite now !)
EVELYN
05.25.2007 07:14 AM