Welcome to the July

That summer rain 
water so that the 
all the birds learn to swim. 
The cold was it the beginning of July, 
and the spirit of the ballet 
rain puddles. 
Heaven's cloud sheep shook 
soaking wet villas down to earth. 
Therefore, we the people was enough to 
to the rain. 

I was driving on the highway often, 
wheels of the vehicle plowed up mud, and 
water, the roads were the ends of the foam of water. 
Still, the author's escape from the inside 
words threw pleasantly volts. 

He gathered his thoughts in the morning, 
tied the verses and chords, 
adjectives soft velvet 
ribbons ready for future story. 

Welcome to July, we look forward to 
eagerly hot weather. 
Give us a gentle sun 
heat, and a moment of gentle summer breeze. 
Blow out the cold, and the rain out. 
Then the cloud sheep while dry 
be you. @ Tanninen