The Rain Poem by Danzen D...

On my roof it trickles soft
On my head it falls aloft
On the ground it splashes, drops
On the farm it feeds the crops

On the plants it gladly show'rs
On the stones it slowly scars
On the sea it rages wild
On the lake it's calm and mild

On my face it's cool and fresh
And on my hands it's cold on flesh
On my feet it's warm and kind
And in my mouth it heals my mind

The rain on each our faces show
The gift that falls with it bestow
The peace and calm, the rage and cold
The warmth and strength that make us bold