April Rain

Crash...flash...what's that..

A canon, no but an April shower

Pouring buckets with all its power.

But wait...drip,drip,drop!

The sun appears-

Alight in all its glory

Anew day begins.

Now there is time...time to precious to waste.

For things to grow, things to know.

The shower is not over..but has only just begun.


1988

Poetry Place