Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

Wed, 03/28/2012 - 12:53 — Carrie

Swing high, little boy, and pump those little legs,

Splash down in the puddle on the ground.

Watch leaves floating by in the tiny little stream

And stomp through mud that's glopping all around.

 

Laugh loud, little girl, at the raindrops on your nose,

Your tangled mess of hair that will not dry.

Now watch as your art, once bright chalk, gets washed away,

And dance with your umbrella held up high.

 

Run fast, little ones, through the door and wipe your shoes,

The booming sky is driving us inside.

Don't cry when the thunder shakes the house and makes you scared,

I'll hold you close until the storm subsides.

 


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