The Rainy Season

The thunder booms; the rain pours down.
The sky is steely gray;
But in the rainy season, well,
There's nothing more to say.

The beaches are deserted so
My bathing suit's unworn.
The souvenir shop vendors all
Look bored and quite forlorn.

I'm here to visit relatives
So I don't really care
But to tourists on vacation
All this rain does not seem fair.

Still, in nature everything, of course,
Has got to have a reason.
Thus, to balance out the sunshine
There must be a rainy season.