Todd here (since you probaby did not recognize my typing). My child Emma has penned a poem that we felt blog-worthy. Enjoy...
Rain, a light shower or thunderstorm...
It rained and rained all day
We couldn't go outside to play
Bam! Crash! it was thunder
I began to wonder
I found a big leak
I was sad that it rained all week
The sun shown bright
I was sad because it was night
Maybe my dad could fix it
Plop plop I just had to sit.
by: Emma Craig
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