Capricious spring showers of sunshine and rain
Take turns swirling patterns on my windowpane.
They sweep through the meadows

Rain.

The rain falls and I catch myself staring as if in a trance.
It streaks down the screen of my window,
leaving a slash

To the seasons beginning,

After working so hard in the fields of Ireland’s clover.

As me luck would have it I found

When the skies cry raindrops so warm
Pretty flowers are soon to be born
The green grass grows with each new drop
Spring showers

April showers bring May flowers
Or so the saying goes
April is spring and May as well
That's when the flower grows

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