When the rain falls we feel damp and gray
We want the sunshine to take our blues away
When the sun shines we feel young and gay
The sun seems to cast our gloom away

We only think of our own needs
We do not think of the flowers and the trees
We need the rain for our nature to go on
For the crops and food for us to feed upon

Without the rain our crops would die
We would be infested by the flies

So be thankful for the rain that falls
It is Gods will, we need them all.
The wind that blows, the rain that falls
It is Gods creation, we need them all.

J.B.Skuza