Love's Monsoon

Pure as the monsoon
That falls in mid-June
Simple as a simple
Upon one happy child's face
Light as a feather
That grows upon
Birds of Paradice
Radiant as the beams
Of the sun's morning rays
Fresh as the bloosoms
That grow on Summer's Day

So many things love is
It is so hard to tell
Trust me,
You would understand
If you fell in love as well
So great is the love
Of one Summer's Monsoon
Love everlasting
Started in June

�opyright Eskimo
Written: 5/30/03
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