Gazing from my window at a group of children play,
All absorbed in childish beneath the sun's bright ray
Suddenly the heavens clouded threatening the sunny day,
Anxious mothers seek their darlings, now their joy gives away


Pouting lips and saddened faces,
Naughty rain their joy disperse,
From their little hearts the wall comes,
Nature's pathos in this verse

Rain, rain , go away,
Come another washing day,
For the children want to play,
Please just go away