A storm personified. Great little poem for any age.
The rain gathers and starts its riot
The clouds yell and thunder
lashing out as the rain starts to break free
Running and falling upon the ground
The rain starts to dance as it lands
Streaming and gathering
Looking for a place to hide
When the mighty clouds have screamed their last
They linger, staring at the rain
Finally giving in, the clouds disperse
The sun then comes to find the rain
The rain cries its mist of tears as the sun sends it home
The cloud welcomes the rain home
Quickly tucking the rain away
The rain stays content waiting for another day
Dreaming of its next escape
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