How Sweet The Rain Falls Poem by Peter S. Quinn

How sweet the rain falls
On earth that secret lies
With raindrops peaceful calls
The hour of life's rise
A running stream to river
The water with its flow
That vigor shall soon deliver
In futures bright to go

How sweet this hour comes
To give us so much
With beauty it strums
Each stone soothingly touch
Oh love is sometimes true
How it goes here about
When it comes so very new
Without a declining doubt

Feelings the ways are calling
When nature comes to sing
With light darkness is falling
And everything becomes spring
Oh how this song gives
From its soul of airy waves
And with each seed lives
Bringing life and others saves