Oh my, the rain came down today!
God bless us is what I do say!
No matter where we tried to run,
The rain came down on everyone!
It does feel nice upon my face…
Rain brings a cooler, fresher space.
Sometimes, though, you look for a place
To find shelter not near home base.
Sometimes I see a leaf-y “glade”
For shelter…nice! And by God, made!
Sometimes the leaves upon a tree
Grow out the side…a canopy…
A leprechaun can fit right there,
And find a nice and dry “somewhere!”
Sometimes the leaves are in a bunch
That serves as cover in a crunch!
Sometimes the leaves are sparse and few
But still can help with cover, too!
The leaves can cover just enough,
So the wetness is not too tough.
But if some leaves can not be seen,
My sight will check the nearby scene,
To see if a tree might just be
A shelter in some way I see.
Sometimes the bark will form just right,
And leave a hole that’s clear to sight.
If I see that, I jump right through
Into the tree, and watch the view.
And sometimes one leaf’s all we need…
Could be from flower, tree, or weed.
As long as it is big enough
To cover heads when rain gets rough.
I, Finney think a maple tree
Has the big leaf I need for me.
An oak leaf for me Mum is good
It has the leaf we hoped it would.
The leaves work well to keep us dry,
No matter if you’re girl or guy!
They cover well and help us stay
Well groomed…in the leprechaun way!
Then comes the time the rain has stopped.
The heavenly waters have all dropped.
But then we’re still and look around,
To see the rainfall on the ground.
And then our eyes feel such delight,
As God’s clear raindrops are in sight.
They sparkle here, and glisten there…
Their lustrous shine is everywhere!
Each drop is in its special place.
No doubt it’s there by special Grace!
The Hand of God allowed a scene
So lovely on our fields of green!
The green leaves are adorned with “jewels”,
In this grand land where shamrock rules!
The branches carry tears so clear.
In Éire*…Ireland so dear…
The grasses hold so tenderly
Heaven’s water, called rain, you see.
Plants and flowers, the rain does kiss…
The Master “Drop Placer”…no miss!
So, how could it be to complain,
When we know this beautiful rain
Brings us sights of brilliance, so grand,
For everyone, in all this land.
If precious is a drop of rain,
It seems to be so very plain
That all who He made specially
Have Grace and help amazingly,
Because the Bible makes the call…
God’s Image and Likeness…are all!
If God, for raindrops, takes such care,
Imagine how, for all, He’s there
Every second of every day
To give all His Love, is His way.
I’ve talked enough…this I do know.
But it was fun…raindrops to show!
I’m very glad we talked today.
God bless you is what I do say! (See Footnote #21)