Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Drop In On You

Ev'ry season of ev'ry year

I do drop in on you to be

Thought of by you when I appear

In good or bad mood seeing me.

Summer, you say I wash your heart,

I heal your mind, you laugh aloud.

Autumn, you say I soak its art,

And hold you in a dream endowed.

Winter, you say you stay inside

While outside I do scold and pound.

Spring, you say that I help to guide

You to new love yet to be found.

I know I be pleasure or pain.

That's just the nature of me, rain.