It Rains Again

It rains again... Birds find refuge in exile...but the toads and frogs rejoice. The ceilings are washed and live Party... Clay runs wild in the streets... the children sans expensive toys swim in spontaneous lagoons, and ordinary paper boats sail boldly without command... Also the fields full of yearning by the green that will paint them... Yet while the dark clouds spill their waters, the roses with their stoic petals suffer from the heavy load, but enraptured they welcome the water affecting their sensitivities...!