• It washes away the earth, making it glisten,
    Sometimes it roars so loud, making everyone listen.
    After rain , they hatred is gone,
    And the birds start singing their little song.

    The rain is a beautiful thing,
    It makes the world sing.
    It brings love and joy to the earth,
    Giving it the feeling of new birth.

    Rain can make you feel free,
    Just open your eyes and you’ll see.
    How glorious everything looks after it rains,
    It seems to wash away your pains.

    You can see the water dripping off a flower,
    A small drink after a long shower.
    This enchanting beauty is very rare,
    Something that you simply have to share,
    To get the right feeling of awe,
    To not spread the passion would be a flaw.
    Because rain is meant to clean the world of its sins,
    To wipe away the sneering grins.

    People seem happier, more loving, more full of bliss,
    A kind of exuberance you could not miss.
    People around you, full of joy,
    Something you cannot destroy.

    Rain will wipe away your tears of hurt,
    The drops of water offering comfort,
    It does not fear loss nor worry,
    But sometimes it reacts out of pure fury,

    Creating heavy winds, and flooding roads,
    Overflowing rivers, and costing people loads.
    Rain may not always be helpful, but we owe it our lives,
    It is the very reason our planet survives.

    We should thank the rain,
    For keeping us sane,
    And for cleaning the earth,
    For all it is worth.