• rain falls
    while dark clouds move
    and flowers scream with joy
    it patters on my window pane
    clouds cry

    sun shines
    when white clouds show
    and flowers seem to bloom
    the dark shadows have gone away
    sky glows

    leaves drop
    to the parched ground
    the trees must say good-bye
    natures floor is soon covered when
    trees shed

    pure white
    crystals decend
    a blankets on the ground
    it makes me have the urge to see
    rain fall