The sky was just light,
Then it darkened and let out a wail,
Pouring rain hit the ground,
I hear it in the gutters,
It’s only September!
Where’s the sun,
It’s typical in this area,
Wet Raincouver is what they say,
Rain, rain, rain…
Vancouverites must be so enduring of these downfalls,
Fresh smelling rain,
Umbrellas in water bottle holders,
All the rage,
Beautiful rain in lit up skies.