Winter Rain Poem by George Carpow

It's Christmas time, the weather's fine,
But snow is nowhere.
The rain is falling down outside.
I've just come home, soaked to the bone.
I'm falling off the chair.
It's so strange that I can't find the rhymes.

I'm so tired, 'cause had a ride
In the forest nearby.
I touched the sleepy trees to wake them up.
They asked me what had been a root
To wake in such abnormal time
I let them see the early spring's sunup.

'Cause this is winter rain, (that's falling down) .
The nature's going mad and I'm mad with it.
Wake up and see the crowd, (that have come out) .
To feel the sudden warmth, no longer feel alone,
It's such a joy for me.

I'm a crazy man, you see I can
Be happy in this mess.
I was walking through the grass that is still green.
I play this rock, the trees are shocked,
The only thing they guess
Is what a bullshit here is yet to be.

But this is winter rain, (that's falling down) .
The nature's going mad and I'm mad with it.
Wake up and see the crowd, (that have come out) .
To feel the sudden warmth, no longer feel alone,
It's such a joy for me.

Solo

But when I thought about the cold
That surely will occur,
I saw it's better to take back my words.
With these dreams woke, opened the lock
And looked outside the door
The light rain was falling down on the snow.

Here is this winter rain, (that's falling down) .
The nature's mad and I'm going mad with it.
Wake up and see the crowd, (that have come out) .
To feel the sudden warmth, but feel alone,
It's such a pain for me.