Rain Poems

Depending on where you live in the world and what you do for a living, you will have a very different opinion on rain from others. In some countries, rain is the great facilitator of life. Not just for drinking water for people and the wildlife, but for farmers who need rain to grow their crops. Rain is vital for the cycle of life. However, in other countries where there is no shortage of rainfall, it is seen as nothing more than an inconvenience. Even worse, recent heavy rainfall has resulted in severe flooding and deaths. In this way, rain can be seen as both the giver and the taker of life.

Poems about Rain

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Nature, Rain
Rain is a four letter word

Whenever it rains, I feel so free
Free as a bird, rain is my life

Washing away my troubles
Quenching my sun baked soul

While others rush for cover
I stroll among the empty streets
The rain dancing upon my lips

Looking up at the gray clouds
I open my mouth to catch the rain
Laughing at the silliness of it

Whenever I am sad
The rain hides my tears,
And soothes me with
The fresh clean air

The soft pitter-patter on my window
Lulls me to sleep as it sings its lullaby

I let out a sigh
As I wave goodbye
To the departing clouds
The sun shining through

Until next time rain
For now I bid thee