The water cycle

Water whistles in the wind,

And doesn't like to behave.

It jumps up and down,

Again and again.

The sky is blue the sea is green,

The water flows down the stream.

The sky slurps up the rain,

Again and again.

Water floats gracefully,

In the sky.

Water sticks to the clouds,

Again and again.

The clouds have melted,

And now it is called rain.

Drip drop the rain falls,

Again and again.

Now the water cycle starts again and again!