Cloudy entire day,
Expecting rain again.
Enjoying, by the way
Making me insane.
Making, of all people, me
To write an instant poem,
When I see,
The water drops glittering like gem.
With lightning and thunder you come,
Like digital sound effects.
Instilling fear in some,
Others worrying about aftereffects.
Yet you bring joy,
To the thirsty population,
Making feel like a little boy,
God's wonderful creation.
