Acrostic Poem (Raining) August 16, 2016 Wing lee Vera WONG 沒有分類 0 5 0 Raining Rain comes in a dark evening. An old man grumbles about raining. Indoors there seems nothing happening. Nor does an ant move for a second. I love playing in the rain. No one could resist the temptation. Good night and rain will come again.