By Cate F., Seattle, WA
Pitter, patter,
Pitter, patter,
We do not talk,
Letting the rain speak for us
Stomp, Splash, Crash,
We slowly walk down the lane
Click, Click, Click,
The sound of our shiny, wet shoes
on slippery cobblestones
Boom, Boom, Crash,
Another rain cloud
is coming
Carts slipping on stones
Clic...