Rain Rush
Dashes to us
Beating and banging
Shows it’s anger
Loud thumps of
Pitter Patter
Like music but dissonant
We’ve waited long
You’ve arrived hard
Waving all around
The sturdy building
Forming rivers in minutes
Why the rush?
After the wait
So welcome but wild
Worried about flooding
Praying for a glide
Rather than a stream
You are welcome rain!!!
Is it a climate change or climate rage? We’ve waited many months. Our supposed rainy season expected in April shows its head in June.
“It’s better late that never,” they declare!
For years we have always had rain, tropical rain during the second semester, in April or May. This year we had a couple of drizzles but no rain. I remember many years ago teaching my Pre-kindergarten class when we harvested rain and sang rhymes whilst it was raining, those were memorable times.
Many occasions in my fourth grade class, we experienced moving floods on our playground. Once or twice students were held in their French class because the rain was falling heavily. We have many memories of the effects of heavy rain but this year we have finished the school year with no rain tales to share. There really is a ‘climate change’ raging, if I can put it that way.
After that cacophony caused by the rush of rain a couple of nights ago, we are still waiting for another, many more. We continue to read the signs of tropical rains and not rely on the forecast. I hope I’ll soon have the opportunity to write my rain tales here.
GIFTS 
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