Splish splash, the rain cries out
I walk on, a care without.
Some might despair over the pouring rain,
not I, nor shall I utter a complain.
The feeling of the soft droplets falling on my face
that feeling you cannot replace.
Softly falling rain is my delight,
and it feels just right.
Rain may make the world seem dark and gray,
but only if you think of it that way.
The rain waters the grass and feeds the flowers,
oh the blessings of rain showers.
The next time the day is overcast and wet,
make sure all the blessings of rain, you won't forget.
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