Walking in the Rain

It was only a couple days ago, when the rain was sprinkling in the air. That day, I thought, "My dad won't force me to go walking, yes!" I was sadly mistaken. My mom, dad, and I trudged through the rain, walking our regular walk. This walk inspired me to write a poem:

Trudging through the rain

The rain floated to the ground

The clouds cried in pain

And the sun was never found

I felt the pavement splash

And the grass tinkle

Thunder struck, a big crash

And I cowered at the sprinkles

My umbrella wrapped around me

The rain a'tapping

The quietness surrounded me

And the clouds stayed there, napping

Trudging through the rain

Again there's silent pain

But I'll go through

Like a soldier