April Showers

It is the finest rain
To ever fall,
Sweet water trickling
Down from the clouds
That cover the Sun.
It tastes clean,
Unpolluted by the city,
Best up here on the hill
High above civilisation.
They refresh, re-new,
Re-invigorate, to see
The droplets settle
On the budding leaves,
To feel the cool water
Wash over you skin,
Is to know life and welcome
In the Spring.

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