Rain Poem by Jessica Goudreault

On a cold winter's night
It beats upon your rooftops,
Holding your covers tight
You listen to the raindrops

They form tiny puddles
Or giant lakes,
They roll into the gutters
Or form beautiful snowflakes

It pelts on the window panes,
Causing some to fall asleep
While keeping others awake

The rain falls along the trees
Never missing a limb,
Doing it with ease,
And catching on all the leaves

Making rivers in the forest
And streams in the street,
Bouncing off umbrellas
And soaking people's feet

It continues to fall,
With no care at all,
Until a sunny day,
When it all goes away.