Pitter patter of the rain on my head

Sends the fears straight to bed, 

In the things gone unsaid. 


And the crackle of the thunder

Sending all the pain asunder

Taking respite in the clouds

Where the things don't seem so loud.


And way up there in the sky

Seeing mother nature cry

Tears of rain drops pouring down

With a pitter patter sound. 


Rain is feeding all the crops

Falling down with little plops

Hydrating trees and flowers:

Mother nature's spring showers.


And the raindrops inundation

Over flooding all the nations, 

Bringing life to things once dead,

Where the critter crawlers tread.


Freely falls without a care

In the nonconsricting air.

Rain drops making rhythmic clamor

Leaving me all but enamored.


Rain rain, please don't go away,

don't come back another day,

Please tell me that you'll obey

I love your glorious display.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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