Rain

Lael Keller, Co-president

Plop!

Plop! Plop!

Rain

Rain come again

Falling upon fragile rooftops

Fading into sinful streams 

Sighing a breathe of relief 

This is the rain’s belief 

That it can wash away

All the insane pain

Pausing in the midst of strife

Whilst worrying woes awake life

This is the rain trying to wash away

all the pain

All the pain

But, oh, the rain

Can also fill the ocean

With wild, wishful dreams

And wide, wonderful schemes

small, small little dimes

One raindrop at a time

Became the paradigm 

For life