Raindrops falling
One by one by one
Echoes earth calling
The rain is going on
All the hours making
Wet and full of spring
Summer though aching
Tunes of nature sing
Days are going clear
Soon are summer days
It’s April of a year
Green instead of grays
Daydreams on glowing
Up the clouds fly
Breezy blow blowing
Seeds of flowers high
Now is easy living
All nature‘s singing
Efforts birth giving
New life in bringing
Love is also near
All the colors by
It‘s the time of year
To dark we say goodbye
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