The Rain Poem by Hope Full

Rain,
Some people think you are depressing.
Not me.
The way you remind me of myself.

You can be faint or almost deafening
Colossal or puny.
You can trickle, dropp or fall
You can be dispiriting or pure bliss.

The thing I admire most about you
No matter what people think
You always show up
Whatever time you want
We have minds of our own

And after the storm
After you are finished
There is a colorful rainbow
Out there somewhere.