It rained all day.
It really poured down
To flood the fields
And woods and town.
It made the landscape
All dark and damp
To bring on many
A cold and cramp.
But all storms cease,
So this one did.
Along towards evening
Storm clouds hid.

Then through the night
All nature works
To straighten out
The little quirks.
It was bright next morning
And much the same
As if there hadn’t
Been a rain.

— Leo VanMeer