Rain
It’s pouring down rain, big puddles on the street,
School is out, at the bus stop the kids all meet.
The girls have red capes and carry umbrella’s,
Black boots and raincoats are worn by the fella’s.
At home I’ll change into my PJ’s made of silk,
Then Mom will give me some cookies and milk.
Copyright © Eileen Clark | Year Posted 2022
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