April Showers
Dark clouds loom, threatening (doom?)
The bright summer sun (at once),
Blacked out like the wink of an eye.
A gust of cooling wind kicks up the dust.
The scent of moisture invades the air,
Like a distant promise coming near.
A flash and a boom (as if in sudden anger);
And then the downpour!
Cleansing everything in its path.
The morn after, new life sprouts forth
In the glisten of a tender leaf,
The chirp of an early bird.
Oh, summer rain!
