It's a dark and stormy day
And in your room you stay.
Wondering,
Will this ever go away?
"Please sun, come out,
Make a rainbow."
So I can play.
You try to feel better
By writing a letter,
To grandma
Telling her
About the weather.
It's gotten worse
More wind to blow
Back into your room you go
To hope and pray
For the rain to go away,
And make,
A Rainbow.
The Rainbow Helena McMorris 6-2 Poetry
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