Summer Rain
Softly the pitter patter starts,
Until it starts to pour.
Making grass and gardens grow
More and more and more.
Everything is now refreshed.
Rain washes over all.
Rays of sun peek through the shower
As we watch the raindrops fall.
Inside we wait for it to quit
Not really minding it a bit.
14/06/2014
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2014
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