April's Rain �

poem

April's Rain

Is a soft

Foggy mist

Blowing my hair

Trickling down the side

Of my face

"April's Rain"

Comes a soft sweet mumble

As her rain

Plays in the wind

A tornado could come

But April's Rain

Wouldn't give in

As she knows

How to win

April's Rain

So dark and

Devious

I would think

I'm her

Sprinkling the grain

Hello,April Rain

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[Morgan]

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