April rain streams out from my neighbor’s rooftop.
Soaks the garden,
It makes puddles on the terrace.
Collects on leaves,
The extended rainy season has kept the mountains lush.
Fabulous ever-changing clouds bring more rain.
The runoff from last night’s rain shoots from the drain that pierces a high stone wall.
The clouds are gorgeous in the later afternoon
My friend seems to be either the source of the rainbow or the pot of gold at its end.
The cycle of life represented by the trees, sun, clouds, rain.
April Rain
As angry clouds clenched like a fist,
fade into gentle morning mist,
leaves curled on branches fall at last
from where they have been clinging fast.
Now that the year is on the march.
water falls to quench its parch.
New leaves emerge to greet the sun
and doors open as one-by-one,
we, too, come out as April rain
brings back nature’s green again.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Yeah, once this (currently accumulating) 12-15 inches of new snow finishes falling, we can re-start the countdown toward this beautiful moment you describe so beautifully. Thanks.
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Sorry, Ron, to remind you of pleasanter seasons to come.
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This is beautiful, Judy.
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Thanks.. Beauty by nature.
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You are welcome. Put in words by you.
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Such a great post!
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Thanks, Bridgette.
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An amazing rainbow! Wow.
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If words could become raindrops ~ ~ ~
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Much more optimistic than my recent couplets lamenting the March wind’s ferocity as Mother Nature’s wrath at us wastrels. It’s flailing again as I comment here.
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