Rain

I ought to  let everyone know 
I'm no longer the rain 
The annoying drip left on your window sill 
That muddy puddle you avoid stepping in 
Wouldn't want to ruin those jimmy choos on me
I refuse to hide the streaming tears 
The clearing of pigeon poop on your car 
No I'm no longer the rain
More like the arched morph of colors in the sky everyone calls a rainbow