A Grand Fine Day For A Competitive Rugby Game Poem by Terence George Craddock

watch steady rain drenching falling everywhere we can see
westcoast Buller heavy rain falls on playing two rugby teams
it falls on both sides evenly intently as slippery ball they chase

it falls on all umbrella seated standing sideline crowds
it falls on all hooded or naked headed prepared less persons
as heads bent they lean in better to see sodden wet players

it falls on grandstand roof above crowd tight packed rugby sardines
it falls on Victoria Square swirling in dew droplet hung coating trees