The Rain
Rain thunders on the roof,
Fall settles in to stay.
The wet season will last now
Until the early blossoms of May.
Rain can be depressing
With no sun in sight.
Time for birds to migrate south
And on their wings take flight.
If we are lucky, there will be snow
To break the monotony,
But sometimes it's only rain in winter,
I guess we'll just wait and see.
Of course there will be sunny days.
They'll be few and far between.
The rain we'll see a lot of though,
Much more than needs be seen.
Rain, it thunders on the roof,
As fall settles in to stay
And so the wet season has begun.
I count the days until May.
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