My Day Poem by Victor Geld

Plink! Plunk!
The sound on my roof
Beacons the falling rain,
Those pesky raindrops_
Cold and grey
They are driving me insane;

I'm forced to bid my time
Trapped in my blankie
I'm complaining like a child
Because I hate the rain
I wish the clouds would all run away
I long for a sunny day.

I'll wait here,
til the rain is through,
And then I'll return to what I do
Walking to and fro
The Highfield ghetto