I used to like the spring rain
The gentle patter
Melting the snow
And watering the bulbs
Encouraging the daffodils and tulips
Come out it's time
Lets party
Today the rain is a warden
Barring the doors and windows
Keeping us from
Ball throwing
Bike riding
Skipping and jumping
Later it will pass
And there will be puddles to hop in
And mud to squlech in
But for now we make marks on the walls
Counting down the hours
Until it passes
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