Bird song on rainy days
Where the little leaves sway in the rain
Walking home on the quaint little bays
It’s like hearing the fairy bards play

Quiet and peaceful, not quite harmonical
The birdies twitter and play
In the rain all the day
Their throats an entire parade

And in the rain
It’s like an oddly wonderful orchestra

Author’s Notes:

Wrote this quaint little thing for school.  Had to butcher it to make it fit the assignment, but we still have the original version which is nice.  And no: harmonical isn’t actually a word.  But it fits.