He sits by the window
Watching the rain fall down
He keeps looking to the sky
Hoping the sun will shine
His baseball glove in his hand
His baseball uniform on since early morning
Today was to be the day
He was to play his first little league game
But his joy was interrupted
By an not forcasted sudden rain
He sits by the window
Watching the rain fall down
He keeps looking to the sky
Trying to find the sun
1976/RJH
Nature changes according to the mood of man. (Shakespeare) , Rains may lovely for others but he is in mood of playing base ball, so it's troublesome for him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I like this little poem very much. I can feel the hurt in the little boy's eyes. I feel his pain, and I hope the rain will stop!