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 this saturated air.
Creating rivers, forming streams
And it's filling all my dreams.
But though I find beauty within this rain
For some, it's something that brings much pain
Catastrophe and misery, follow unrelenting floods
Devestation in the nation, and the water stains of human blood.
The flood's destruction of the material possession
Teaches humanity a lively lesson:
Don't put so much stock in what you own
For sometimes you don't reap what you have sown.
And what physical things you sow, you may not take home.
Lives lost to the lurid rain
Euologies prepared in vain
And their lives were all disclaimed
Because of Mother Nature's rain Game.
Broken hearts, and broken homes
The loss of everything you own.
Mother Nature's cesspool:
How could her forces be so cruel?
Rain drops making rhythmic clamor
Leaving me all but enamored.
Rain rain, please don't go away,
I love your glorious display.
But alas the rain must pass
And I soon let out a gasp
For soon starts Mother Nature's art show
It's main exhibit: a glorious rainbow.