This day
It starts with a cloud drifting on by As the day passes you will no longer be dry.
This cloud that passes isn’t normal you see, It holds raindrops that fall onto you and me.
Quickly in the house so we won’t get wet. This storm will last days for weeks I bet.
We watch from the window as the storm moves in, and makes itself cozzy, like a bear in a den.
Nothing to do in the house when it rains. Except play with our toys, our dolls and airplanes.
The rain keeps on falling making puddles of mud. The water is rising, and starting to flood.
The clouds begin to part, and out comes the sun. The rain is gone now, the storm must be done.
Into the yard to finally play. The storm is over, but it lasted all day.
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