Rain

If we complain
About the rain,
There really isn't
Much to gain.


It may be driving
Us insane
And seem to be
A royal pain,


Yet somewhere deep
Within the brain,
We know it's really
Not a bane.


So let us feign
Some joy from rain.
Complaining leaves
A nasty stain.


If we contain
Our pure disdain,
Perhaps these showers
May just wane.