Rain rain come fast

Rain rain come fast
And fill my bucket full of water
Or I will just play with you, that is better
Your rain drops make me cool and feel better
I used to play in the rain so the word 'Rain' came in my mind
so I wrote this poem.I know you will look at this poem
so Rain rain come fast
Fill the bucket or I'll play with you.

More to come, More to see

All my life I wonder will i still be stuck in this little box.
Will there be more to come, more to see?
Seeing the same people over and over day after day time after time.
Will there be more to come, more to see?
Am I stuck here forever? I just cant up and leave can I?
Will there be more to come, more to see?
Everything I know is here, but I want explore see more.
I counting down till I can leave.
So there will be more to come more to see.