Respuesta :

When I hear the pitter pat
Against my window pane
I do not frown or shout
As I love the rain

I rush to put my boots on,
My spirits start to soar
I grab my blue umbrella
And run straight out the door

I found a huge puddle
And I jumped in with a splash
It’s muddy and very cold
To me it doesn’t matter.

Sorry if it’s not the best :)