It washes and erases all my tears
Drowns out all my fears
It spreads a smile on my face
As sadness leaves without a trace
Dancing through it laughing and gasping for breath
It is misjudged and treated like death
But for me it spreads my joy
I feel like a child receiving a toy
It drips down my chin
And rattles against the roof tin
It gives the thirsty plants a drink
And spreads beauty without a blink
The green as a result gives the eye a rest
And puts the dry spells to the test
It spreads joy and relief
As a bud can turn to a leaf
Like a caterpillar in a cocoon
It hides then bursts with beauty when the time is right
Leaving behind a beautiful sight.
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