pitter patter pitter patter
little drops of rain,
here a drop, there a drop,
on the window pane
the blades of grass glisten with joy,
as touched upon with love,
the gentle breeze whispers a song,
as it passes by
the flower spreads its rosy charm,
as it spots a bumble bee,
the raindrops on its petals,
fills its heart with glee
the air is fresh and it is filled
with fragrance that is sweet,
the birds, the bees, the animals,
make haste to find retreat
the clouds that hid the sun, depart,
brightness fills the sky,
far away, a rainbow forms,
and life begins again !
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
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