Again And Again, It Is Raining

Again and again, it is raining It must be spring The soil is wet and moist A few worms are lost In the melee, again and again It must be spring; a new season. Pretty soon, the grass will come alive The grasshoppers will give high five To each other. They'll be jumping For joy. Again and again, it is raining The sun is hiding behind the clouds Little children are calling their dads. In the park, the squirrels look very happy They're jumping from branches to branches I hope they don't fall to hurt an arm or a knee My rich neighbor, who owns many big ranches Is smiling again. His horses are racing and galloping It must be spring. Now, the sun is finally shining. Copyright© February,2018, Hébert Logerie, All Rights Reserved Hebert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.