Rain's Prodigy Poem by Jamyson Hoelscher

Rain falls down and caressess God's work.
Springing life into all of his creations giving them a perk.
I hope but doubt that it would last forever.
To continue on its miraculous endeavor.
Though while it can be good, don't forget the bad.
For its destructive partners, thunder and lightning, put souls in adrad.
They rarely commit crimes, yet are thought of in dark light.
For no matter where they are, they own fear in childrens' sight.
When the three are put together, rain causes large greif.
Yet when it's left alone, it turns over a new leaf.
A person's amount of cowardice amounts to their thoughts.
Of the rain in its splendor, and the darkness in which it's wrought.
My opinion against yours is all I have to say.
For I think this blessing is a wonderful display.
Of God's caring and love, for every soul on his Earth.
At times helping death, at others aiding birth.
And as I look out the window, it slowly begins to end.
As the water leaves to somewhere else, I quietly sigh again.
I look away back to my life, as time commences once more.
And go on as usual, until it anon starts to pour.