Again And Again, It Is Raining Poem by Hebert Logerie

Again and again, it is raining
It must be spring
The soil is wet and moist
A few worms are lost
In the melee, again and again
It must be spring; a new season.

Pretty soon, the grass will come alive
The grasshoppers will give high five
To each other. They'll be jumping
For joy. Again and again, it is raining
The sun is hiding behind the clouds
Little children are calling their dads.

In the park, the squirrels look very happy
They're jumping from branches to branches
I hope they don't fall to hurt an arm or a knee
My rich neighbor, who owns many big ranches
Is smiling again. His horses are racing and galloping
It must be spring. Now, the sun is finally shining.

Copyright© February,2018, Hébert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.