Raindrops falling down
Rejuvenating the earth...
Im running as fast as i can
just to get away...
Windswept branches
with motion sickness...
Out upon the wind
There is a song being sung...
A bird,
free in the wind...
Sprinkling spring,
Beautiful dew...
Oh, blessed gadfly that irritates me so
How is it that you always seem to know...
This poem goes in syllables 4,3,5,4
Moonlight sparkles...
Rain down
upon me...
Frolicking fairy of the forest
Slumbers amongst the trees...
The sun shines smile
I can see your face...
The buds on the trees have become fresh green...
The birds all sing their sweet serenade...