The sky is grey on a rainy day;
The wind blows, and the tree sways.
She is a big tree who is happy,
When the rain falls and wets her body.
She is grateful for the wind,
She is grateful for the rain,
She is grateful for all the dirt being washed away.
When the rain goes, and the sun shows,
Comes the pleasant scent of breeze,
That she longs for.
#WroteAPoemTodayBecauseTheSkyRained
