Rain and Children
It’s raining, it’s pouring Life has become so boring, Can’t go outside to play or bike Scene outside is alluring,
It’s raining, it’s pouring, New tricks we are exploring To jump in puddles, overcome hurdles, Threatening clouds are roaring It’s raining, it’s pouring How much we love ignoring, Dad’s angry gaze, mom’s rage, Till they are exploding, It’s raining, it’s pouring, Dark clouds keep roaring All pitter patter what does it matter Like clouds we are soaring. I have based my poem upon the nursery rhyme‘It’s raining,it’s pouring,the old man is snoring.’Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!