Rain.

Its raining outside.
I'm ok with that.
I happen to like it when it rains.
The sky is a little cloudy,
-a purple grey color-
the grass is wet,
-little droplets of rain make it sparkle-
falling from the sky,
-it seems so free-
landing on the ground,
-creating puddles-.
Its so fun.
I really like watching the rain fall.

Some don't like it when it rains.
Saying it ruins there chance of playing in the sun.
Children stay inside singing little songs,
playing with toys,
talking to others.
Some say its sad,
that the sky is crying,
because of all the terrible things that have happened to the earth,
that the sky does not touch it in fear of the terrors.

I like it when it rains.
I think of it as something happy.