My Windmill Loves The Rain

The day turned dark and cloudy I knew it was supposed to rain That was okay with me though This time of year it's not the same. My windmill started whirling Around and around it went Everything was changing now A storm was surely sent. I love it, yes I do my friends I can't tell you just why I do But it makes me want to snuggle in Is it ever the same for you? It is the seasons that I love so much For I know it will not remain Spring and summer are ‘round the bind But my windmill and I love the rain!