The Gift Of Rain Poem by Ryan Waldron

As the wind blows on this summers eve
I know that its almost time to leave
a faint smell in the gusting air
lets me know its almost near

A simple touch can cool you off
even make you sniffle and cough
from out of nowhere its all around
it helps me sleep by its sound

Something so beautiful can be so cruel
and take lives like Satan's tool
or leave a glimmer of hope in the sky
by planting a rainbow way up high

As I sit and watch it fall
It makes me feel oh so small
I must thank you God once again
I really do enjoy the rain