swings through in a Welsh Gwawdodyn poem |
| When summer rain interrupts our day, we seize upon the chance to sashay and splash our boots through those muddy puddles underneath imposing clouds of gray. Discarding paper mache pursuits, kids bring rubber ducks in yellow suits to ensure our frolic boat stays afloat with dynamic praise: "Rooty-toot-toot!" We sing and dance in refreshing rain, hither and yon, up and down the lane, imparting tons of sunshine to our hearts, 'til ev'ryone thinks we are insane. Notes on Gwawdodyn form ▶︎ |