Rain

Rain, it falls down from the sky

What is its purpose? I don't know why

Rain, like bullets from the heavens

Count them, two, four, six, and seven

Rain, the Earth feasts upon

One day it is here and the next, it's gone

Rain, pitter-patters on the window

I wish I didn't have to see it go

Rain, makes puddles for children to splash

Watch as them across the ground, dash

Rain, gives life yet is not liked by most

For its clouds haunt the day like a ghost

Rain, to some is such a bad guy

But to me, I shed a tear when he said goodbye