Rain
is cool rain is cold, yet it is a play of gold,
Rain
on street on my feet; on my arms for me to greet.
Rain
with gust is so just, clears away all the dust.
On
my trees on my turf as it pours on my roof.
Noise it makes away it takes a place unique with
so much ease.
On
days of rain I feel a zest; to see it rain for me is best.
