This is a poem I wrote when I was nine or ten and recently rediscovered:

It is raining, the drops hit the ground,

In the sky there is only dark clouds to be found,

I hope it is over soon,

I cannot even see the moon,

I just hope it will be over soon,

Wait, I see sunshine,

It is finally the end of the line,

The sun has come out at last,

Boy, that rain went fast!

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