And Then It Rained
by Pamela Griffiths
In two thousand and twelve, a year to be proud
The Olympic flame arrived in a big dark cloud
The spring was lovely, like a summer’s day
And then it rained, and washed everything away
It rained some more, it was getting rather bad
This was our summer, the one we never had
Soon it must stop raining, in spring there was a drought
Since then it has been raining, there’s water all about
The summer was a wash out, no lovely summer sun
No barbecues were sizzling, nothing could be done
It’s a shame we have waited all year for this
We were still waiting for the summer sun’s kiss
A dark cloud approaches, this is not how it should be
Another downpour rains on us, or is it just on me
I’m so fed up of being depressed, it doesn’t do much good
I’d love to sit in my garden, just like I really should
They say that it will rain again, at least until September
It hasn’t rained as much as this, as long as I remember
I waited for a little while, until the water drained
The sun came back out again, and then it rained
End of the poem
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