forest hut

It is a calm day
All is silent
Then thunder strikes
And it becomes violent

It starts out small
It breaks out huge
It hammers on our back
As we race for refuge

To some, it is bore and sore
To me, it is none
You may catch a cold
But it is worth all the fun

And just as it started, it stops
We say our goodbyes to the rain
But though it goes, it won't go far
Do I dare hope it will come back again