The dark clouds are moving
And rolling towards me,
The blue skies are lost
And are drowned by the grey,
Above the horizon
The sun is still shining,
While clouds are approaching
And heading this way.
The dark clouds are moving
And drifting above me,
Thet race through the air
And then rain starts to fall,
They shine in the sunlight
Like droplets of silver,
And sprinkle the ground
But will soon cover all.
The dark clouds are moving
And slowly are passing,
The puddles are forming
And thunder rolls too,
The darkness is lifting
The sight of a rainbow,
Is arching above
Such a marvellous view.
ANDREW BLAKEMORE
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/april-shower-2/
