Where Does Rain Come From?

Jesse Doiron

July 5, 2026

“Come play with me,” Wind said to Sun,                  

And Sun said, “No! No fun!”                        

To which sad Wind inquired, “How so?”      

And Sun replied, “Just so!”                           

But Wind, insisting more from love,             

tried flying up to friend,                                 

who beat down hard from up above              

as from below blew Wind.                             

And in the fray, the words they’d say            

made such an awful sound                             

that every cloud swirled round-n-round

to show them how to play.                             

But neither Sun nor Wind forgave;                

they felt their egos bruised.                            

They could not make themselves behave;     

entreaties they refused.                                  

They sulked themselves into a dark               

and thundery dispose                                     

and very nearly came to blows                      

beneath a lightning arc.                                              

The air grew heavier than lead                      

from all the rude words said,                         

and all the sky grew purpled gray.                 

Then, down it all fell way.

So now you know why we have rain –

from arguments and sneers.                           

Such storms as these wring out their tears                 

if friends cannot remain.                                

Jesse Doiron has worked in Europe, the Middle East, and Asia as an educator and consultant. His teaching experience ranges from English for international business at the UC – Berkeley Extension in San Francisco to creative writing at the Mark Stiles Maximum Security Prison for the Texas Department of Criminal Justice.