The rain that was

As morning comes, disappear, does the rain that was.

So cold, was once, now warmed by the sun. 

Will tomorrow bring the rain that was?

As our day comes to night, seeing clouds up high, will the rain that was, return tonight?

Or will we see a quiet sight, darkness defeated, by a star lit sky?

The rain that was, was needed, for our mother, she did see fit, for the rain that was.., was a gift.

For her children, they need her, she will never leave thier side.

For mother knows, water gives life.

Though the rain that was, disappears with the sun, it'll return for life, when seen fit to come.

Disappear does the rain that was.