Spring Rain

The spring rain, I hear it's song, The spring rain, It covers my pain, The spring rain, I welcome it's cold, The birds, worms, butterflies, all come around, To bathe themselves in natures fresh flower tears, I feel so alive, so made new, yet I shiver, not sure what to do. The Spring rain, I hear the sounds, it is hitting the sidewalk one drop at a time, Can I please pause the clock, to enjoy this moment? Where is everyone going in such a rush? The birds are singing me a song, the hummingbird is flapping it's wings, It is bathing in the waters of our fresh water pond, the grass will surely be green and lush. The Spring rain, not everyone is welcoming its cool breeze, But I am happy, to sit in its presence, for it is bathing me in New found love, Mother Nature made the rain, sun, snow, to show us that there are many seasons, to enjoy in life, to help us see that we should slow down, bend down, go barefoot in the sand, the mud, to feel the wet, cold sand, between our toes, for when our time is up on this earth, we can know that we danced in the cool, spring rain, we danced with laughter, love, tears.. For if you can only remember me with tears, then don't remember me at all..