Pesky Rain Poem by Paul Fowler

Pesky Rain



The seats are empty and the covers are on,
Love to know where the sunshine has gone,
Just sitting in the pavilion is such a pain,
No play yet in the cricket due to this pesky rain!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Days at work, lovely sunshine. Day off, go to cricket and it starts raining! : -(
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