The Spring Rain's Pitter-Patter

Falling from the sky, a silvery thread, The Spring Rain's pitter-patter, right overhead! A rainy springtime day, so fresh and so green, Puddles like mirrors, the prettiest scene.

Little raindrops, like tiny, clear tears, Washing the world, and banishing fears. The Rain, a playful friend, with a splash and a spree, Dancing on rooftops, for all eyes to see.

Down below, the Flowers, all sleepy and small, Waiting for whispers, to answer the call. Thirsty green stems, reaching up high, For a drink from the heavens, that tumble from the sky.

Then comes Umbrella, so bright and so bold, A rainbow of colours, a story untold. Protecting a child, with a happy, bright face, From the Rain's gentle tickle, all over the place.

The Rain waters all the plants, with a bubbly, soft sound, Washing the dirt, from the earth all around. Each little petal, drinks deep and so sweet, A springtime refreshment, a blossoming treat!

The Rain stops its dancing, the clouds drift away, The sun peeks from hiding, to brighten the day. And now, oh so vibrant, a colourful sight, The Flowers bloom brightly, in sunshine and light!