It starts as tiny sprinkles
Falling gently to the ground.
Sometimes it is so light,
It doesn't make a sound.
It can be soft and gentle,
Or what they call a "frog choker",
It nourishes the plants and crops--
And farmers don't joke about her.
Some places have monsoon season--
Where it pours for days and days,
Some homes get flooded out,
And families have nowhere to stay.
Some little children
Still dance in the rain,
It's usually welcome whether
It brings good or pain.
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