When It Rains

by Jean Brabham McKinney

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    I like it when it rains outside

    And drops use windowpanes to slide.

    I like it when I hear the sound

    Of raindrops plopping on the ground.

    And when it’s time to go to bed,

    I hear the raindrops overhead

    While Mother and I sit close in a chair

    With a storybook we both can share.