I remember when people all try to rush into marriage,
We were in love and in bed,
On the rainy day, you said to me:
“Don’t you love the sound of the rain? It’s like music.”
12 years later,
Chris said to me:”It’s raining, mum.”
I said back:”Don’t you love the sound of the rain? It’s like music.”
When ever there is a rain, Chris looks at the rain and mumbling: “Sound of music.”
Then he happily jumps into the car,
we head to his expensive school you afforded.
Co-ed, it is.