Movie Memory – Singing in the Rain

I’d like to be Debbie Reynolds
Peeping out my window, spying my love,
Gene Kelly, whom I’ve just left outside my door.
There he is as he begins…
To sing and dance in the rain
Throwing his umbrella into the air
Looking up into the sky,
Basking in love’s sunshine!
All the passers-by, stop and stare
Yet he tips and he taps all along the street…
Oblivious to embarrassment
‘Cause he doesn’t really care!
Being as happy as a little kid…
Playing maypole ’round the cities lamp-posts
Kick-splashing inside the gutters
Arms spread out to embrace the world…
And the policeman who sternly looks on.

in shadows light - walking under weeping pines - spring rain

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