The Rain

Even a kitty loves the rain

I love the rain. Most people hate it. I love it. Why should I love the rain? It’s not easy for people to understand, but I will try to explain.

The rain is a precious gift from God. It falls from the sky. Sometimes it falls in large amounts. Sometimes it comes from the sky in small amounts. Sometimes it doesn’t visit us for weeks or months at a time. When it does visit, it always brings its friend the clouds. The rain can also bring its noisy friend thunder and bright friend lightning.

The rain is like a guest in your home. At first you’re glad to see the rain, but if it stays around too long, it can over stay its welcome.

The rain can be refreshing. It gives the air and the countryside a shower. It washes the pollen from the air. It removes the dust off the cars, sidewalks, and driveways. The rain eliminates the dust from the leaves of the flowers, bushes and trees.

The temperature drops when the rains come. The rain transforms the hot world into a cool, air conditioned environment in the summer and a chilly one in the winter. It helps you appreciate a warm, dry house. It is a muse for Ray Bradbury as he writes short stories about it in “The Illustrated Man”.

The rain also helps a person forget their troubles. You worry less about how you look. After all, the water from the mud puddle may have splashed on you. You enjoy a freedom from irritations. Only those people who need to see you will come see you in the rain. Most gripers and complainers stay away when it’s wet outside. They wait for a less rainy day.

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