“Rainy Day,” Friend, Apr. 1994, 47
I wore my yellow waterproof,
And rain boots on my feet.
The traffic lights made rainbows shine
In puddles on the street.
The rain hung little silver drops
In green boughs overhead.
Umbrellas bounced like big balloons
Of orange, blue, and red.
And even though the sky was gray,
It really was a pretty day.