Raindrops Poem by Owen Cullimore

I watch the Raindrops rolling down my window pane
As the storm grows stronger by the minute
The trees are bending in the strong wind
Trying to shelter there a little Linnet
Who looks drenched and so forlorn
Trying to find shelter from the rain
I wish I could give him a better place to shelter
And keep him warm and dry again
A soaking wet Deer goes running by
Scuttling fast across the lawn
Trying to find shelter in the woods
Followed quickly by a little light brown fawn
Nature can be quite cruel when it wants to be
Especially in a Windy, Rainy storm
Like me I suppose they must be thinking
I need a place that's safe and warm
The raindrops still fall for quite while
Dark clouds remain overhead for hours
My gaze is interrupted by
Seeing all the bedraggled flowers
Their petals being blown everywhere
Strewn across the ground like blanket of colour
Their stems now swaying in the wind
Which look so sad a duller
As I gaze through the trickling raindrops
The storm seems to moving away
It's getting brighter by the minute
Maybe it will be a brighter day
Everything looks so wet and windswept
It makes me sad to see what damage has been done
But at least we are being greeted
By a lovely drying Sun.