a light drizzle

I've heard people complain

About buckets of rain,

As though rain was sent to destroy 'em;

And you'd think that they're done for

At first sign of a downpour;

And a deluge is there to annoy 'em;

But, as a matter of fact,

The rain doesn't lack tact;

The rain just does what it do;

And though those wet torrents

May be met with abhorrence,

The rain don't care a thing about you.