RAIN (ok , i made another poem! EVERYONE in my class luved it! so i thought you would too)

How wonderful is the rain
And how it eases out the pain
I hear the pitter patter on the ceiling
Near the windowcill i am leaning
Some people look at the rain and get depressed
I look at the rain and need a rest
I like it when thunger and lightning clashes
As thunder claps and lightning flashes
But there is always a thing I try to explain
When I first look at the rain
I imagine it as angels tears
And how some angels reapear