Cleansing Rain


Cleansing Rain



Thunder boomed and lightning flashed

On my snowy roof last night.

The gods of Spring and Winter clashed,

Locked in their seasonal fight.


As ice retreated from the roof.

Winter’s grit was washed away.

Piles of snow, once stood aloof,

Now are tiny spots of grey.


Yellow grass is showing through,

Song birds have begun to sing.

Rain showers arrived anew,

Now, I feel the breath of Spring

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