My Rain Poem by Darlene Pagunsan

Oh, beware!
I am done with my laundry and here comes my rain
Bringing an ever windy atmosphere.

You may wonder why I claim it mine
Whenever I do the laundry it comes for me
Bringing an ever windy atmosphere.

Little ants should be in their hills
And try to live the damp days now that rain is
Bringing an ever windy atmosphere.

People should secure all their leisure
For my rain is coming
Bringing an ever windy atmosphere.