The water goes up in the air
With lakes crawling around it,
It goes slowly to the sky
Finished, bit by bit.
Then the misty clouds start to cry
With the sky all around them,
Then the water has a sigh
Then drops back down into a cosy den.
As it falls it's a rainy day
In a massive storm,
The rain has a scream
They wish they could be nice and warm.
The cycle's finally finished
Then it starts again,
The waters still alive
It's like a tiring game.
Would you like to be the droplet of water?
The Tiring Water Cycle
By Hector