By Sophie, ScoilNaomhAingeal.
The day is bright,
The wind is fierce,
Oh my, It is a blast.
I look around at all the tree’s,
The rain is in the past!
Each day I wonder on and on,
When will the storm come back,
And at that moment I felt a drop,
And then my heart just sank.
As I looked up at the grey dark clouds,
I felt a tear run down my face,
As it came tumbling down on me,
At a very unpredictable fast pace!