Rain

Rain can make for a dreary day,

The sun is gone, the sky is grey.

Clouds roll in, the land goes dark,

Thunder rumbles, lightning sparks.

The wind blows, the trees shake,

Puddles form just like a lake.

Stay inside, out of the storm,

In front of the fire where it’s warm.

Winter rain is cold as ice,

Not like summer when it’s nice.

In the spring, rain brings life,

In the fall, hurricanes rain strife.

All in all, we need the rain,

Even if it may cause pain.

Though I may prefer a blue sky,

Without rain, the land would die.

Plants would wither, animals would thirst,

And that, my friends, would be the worst.

Rain can make for a dreary day,

We need it, just not every day.