It is a day.A miserable day.I hearThunder booming,Rain crashing,And the sloshOf my brother’s rain boots.I watchThrough my window.I seeTrees getting wet,Look closely and seeTiny dropletsOf water.I see a carStruggling to seeIn the fogginessAnd rain.I am thankfulThat IHave a roofAbove my head.In this pour downOf rain.