Raindrops

• Lara Garin, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2014

Raindrops on my window
Dark clouds in the sky
In the streets below me
Cars go rushing by

Here comes father hurrying
His umbrella held up high
The rain falls on my window pain
I sit and wonder why

The sun the clouds
They all come again
Could this be the cause of rain?

The water goes up
Turns into clouds
And then it comes back down again
Straight onto the ground