Poem!

RainRain falls down on the earthBeginning as calm, gentle dropsFalling down from fluffy white cloudsIt seems so beautiful in the gentle breezeBut don't allow yourself to be fooledThe soft rain can turn to an angry stormWith rain pelting down from black cloudsEroding away even the largest stoneThat gentle breeze can turnCold and bitterWith enough strength and powerTo make the oldest and strongest treeSnap and fallBut when you hear a gentle rainDo not run awayNot all gentle rains turn angryAnd it may be just what you needTo lull you to sleepAnd wash your tears away