One little could
One gray cloud
One lonely cloud
With raindrops
Like teardrops
Falling quickly busting suddenly

No lighting
No thunder
No anger
Just sad little raindrops
Soaking dainty blades of grass

The cloud cries
The ground moistens
Till there is no drops to fall
No tears to cry
And a sun creeps up
To show the felid
Freshly painted clear
To see all the blades
Of bright green grass

The rain leads to growth
The tears lead to happiness
The felid seems to glow
With happiness not so
For the cloud hangs around
Waiting, waiting to be heard once again
Yet accompanied by a bright rainbow
Something sad hangs with something happy
Good is seen but sadness surrounds it
But without rain there are no rainbows