Samara C. 3M

Dear Rain

Rain I hear every time you drip and drop.

Tell me rain what is on your mind ? 

In the car you fall freely, then stop

for you have hit the roof.

You fall on the ground to make puddles

for the little children.

But I am not like those children,

I wonder do you like to come from the sky

then crash down on the pavement ?

Rain , you can tell me anything