The Rain - Poem by Jim Yerman
"Aw…It's raining outside", the young boy said. "I wanted to play on my swing…"
"The rain is stupid…I hate it…It ruins everything".
"Don't cry about the rain." Mom said. "Don't be angry..I beseech you! "
"For if you stop a moment…The rain has much to teach you".
"Rain teaches us about humility…for no matter how we complain
there are some things in life we don't control…
sometime you've got to let it rain."
"Rain teaches us about courage…not to be afraid to take that first step to the top…
because every downpour of rain…begins with a single drop."
"Rain reminds us there are two sides to every story.
Though you are angry at the rain for falling down non-stop.
That same rain that stops you from swinging…is nourishing the crops."
"We eat those crops to grow big and strong.
So when you think the rain has nothing it can give…
remember the farmer and his crops…and how we need the rain to live."
"Do not let the rain stop you." she said
"Rain is something to adore."
Then she smiled at her young son
and opened up the door.
And out they ran into the rain
and as he played upon his swing
he learned a lesson about his mother
as he watched her dance…and sing.
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