18 December 2012
As we were looking for some fun, Pop's nose began to run. Throughout drawer, floor, and shelf we looked; But through the stress without protest, We read the poems in his book.
As we looked into the day, We wished the rain would go away. As we listened to the wind, We watched the trees as they began to bend.
We knew the storm was here to stay, So inside this house we had to play!
A Rainy Day • Opuss № I