This Island

This Island The sun is shining ever so bright The wet grass is glistening with delight The rain has come the rain has gone The birds are chirping their sweet song Then all of a sudden the wind will blow The sky gets dark, storm clouds begin to show Its fun to watch the rain fall on the river You get a chill, you start to quiver You watch the river getting high You watch how swiftly it flows by The tourist now all run and hide We know better we just let it ride Life is beautiful over here The sunsets and rainbows ever so near And before you know it the weather will clear Yes this island is so..so dear ………….Barbara Poor