Don't you just hate rainy days?
When will the sunshine come out to play?
Enough of the dreary weather
It's time for it to go away.
It needs to warm up
So I can go outside and play.
My breath fogs up the windows as I look out
And see the rain falling down.
God's angels just keep pouring buckets of water down.
I sigh and turn away from the window
And thinking to myself, ' Rain would you please
Come back again another day. '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem