Here Comes The Rain

Pitter patter falls the rain, on my window-sill,
Nose pressed to the pane I look out in thrill.

Silver liquid drops, drop flippety flop,
Playing a sweet sing song on my roof top.

Here comes the rain with Miss Cleaner in tow;
The streets are squeaky clean, the houses also.

The green is looking greener;
The off white has turned to white,
The joy in our heart is like soaring kite.

I love you God and thank you,
Here comes the rain and that is You.

7 Comments
  1. Little Kid Writes on July 12, 2014

    thanks for publishing

  2. Little Kid Writes on July 12, 2014

    so nice, and great discussion.

  3. Branda Writes on July 12, 2014

    nicy poem

  4. Sam Writes on July 12, 2014

    I just loved the theme

  5. Gurlin Writes on July 12, 2014

    my favorite rhyme is Johny-Johny, Yes Papa.

  6. Gurlin Writes on July 12, 2014

    I love nursery rhymes, it is so cute

  7. Little Champ Writes on July 12, 2014

    Hi, this is a cool rhyme on Rain, I like it.

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