Roann Mendriq


Rainydaze


I love to watch the rain, fall in big fat shiny drops,
I love to know its helping grow, every farmer's crops;

I love to hear it thunder, and roar loudly as it pours,
I love to feel it wet my face, my cheeks, my eyes, my nose!

I love to sit on window sills, and sip hot chocolate milk,
and watch the rain wash shiny leaves, like velvet watered silk;

I love brown muddy puddles, I jump and they go 'splash! ',
And every night I love it, when the lightning starts to flash;

I love the smell of fresh washed earth, I love the cool crisp breeze,
When it rains, it's Heaven on earth, as God waters all His trees...

Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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