Thunder only happens when its raining

Dear Mother Nature,

Although you are a candidate for our wolfpack, you are currently on shaky ground. In short: you're killing me, Smalls.

Can I call you "Smalls"?

Well, I just did.

And I wrote you this haiku:

Another day, and
Another drizzle. No more!
Show me the sun, please.

Think about it, Smalls. Please.

With love,
Dfest

PS. Enjoy some dreary day tunes courtesy of Fleetwood Mac: