A NEW BEGINNING

 

A NEW BEGINNING

The rain hits the puddles

in staccato rhythm.

A constant 

and mesmerizing sound.

Tree branches hang low,

weighed down with water.

Flowers lift their shiny faces

for their morning washing.

The cold, crisp rain

refreshes and renews.

The clouds dry out.

The sun returns

to brighten the day.

The air smells clean.

A new day dawns.

A new beginning.

A NEW BEGINNING

The rain hits the puddles in staccato rhythm.
A constant and mesmerizing sound.
Tree branches hang low–weighed down with water.
Flowers lift their shiny faces for their washing.
The cold, crisp rain refreshes.
The clouds dry out.
The sun returns to brighten the day.
The air smells fresh and clean.
A new day dawns.
A new beginning.