Analysis of Rain Fall

Creatures hid at home in the bark
The sky filled with clouds so dark
Then comes a cold, whistling breeze
Blowing the leaves and tilting the trees.
The rain falls, the it pops
Making noises as it drops
There's no more sun to set
Everything outside gets wet.
Buckle my sneakers with the laces so old
Grabbing a jacket in case I get cold
I walk down the slippery wet street
Splashing through puddles with wet feet.
I like to run and get caught in the rain
People look out their windows think I'm insane
I think not to care, sitting on a wall
I love the wet outside, so let the rain fall.