Rain

Is Snow
When sky grows cold
When frost is thin as skin
As crystal winds coat the windows
Wanderings land wherever she blows in

Is Sweet
On hyacinth
When April bears her bloom
Violets blanket Winter’s mint
With the hope of red roses coming soon

Is Dry
In warm July
Summer sand and Firefly’s
When night is cool as morning light
And Oceans pool the clouds on the rise

Is Ripe
In Grapes divine
Deep purple red and white
When Harvest wine is right on time
And a Raindrop is the sip on your mind ~Tamera