Sunshine

In every world it rains water,
but not in mine.
My world is different,
in my world it's raining sunshine.

In everyones world it's cold and dark,
but not in mine.
My own world is full of happines,
in my world it's raining sunshine.

But in every world there is reallity and war,
also in mine.
But in these bad times I go to my own world,
where I can forget everything and where it's raining sunshine.


Ik heb dit gedicht geschreven omdat ik altijd zo vrolijk word van de zomer (H)

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