Angel's Toy

Rainy days, more sorrow they bring.
Leaving us with only memories of the sun, and other things.
Raindrops clicking on the glass,
Staying indoors, I'd rather pass.
Angel's tears fall down to earth,
Giving life, a brand new birth.
Yet cool and refreshing on a mid-summer's eve,
So Eden sank down, started to grieve.
Brings new life, sorrow and joy,
Rainy days, an angel's toy.