Rainy Day

By: Eli Bowman

What kind of Summer day is this?!

When rain and winds insist to persist!

The rain won’t stop its ploppy plop

Its drippy drip or sopping sop.

I want to play outside today

But can’t because the sky’s too gray

Everything’s wet, there’s no sun yet

And there won’t be til’ tomorrow I bet.

I’m grumpy now, and bored to tears

And afraid this rain will go on for years

No more tag or live punching bag

No more football or baseball or capture the flag.

I’ll never see the Sun again

Maybe for a second every now and then

But never long enough to do fun stuff

like marbles, or army, getting a scuff.

I guess it’s over, finito, caput

No more running around in the grass barefoot

What’s that you say? I can still play today?

I’ll get my boots, you get my coat, okay?

I love the rain and all it brings

I like wet, soggy, and sopping things

I slide when I run, these puddles are fun

No rain tomorrow, huh? Lots of Sun?

Oh well…I’ll just get out my water gun.