It's been raining off and on for the passed few days. As I was listening to the pounding of the rain I remembered a poem I once read.
Rain, rain
Beating against the pane!
How endlessly it pours
Out of doors
From the blackened sky-
I wonder why!
Flowers, flowers,
Upspringing after showers,
Blossoming fresh and fair,
Everywhere!
Ah, God has explained
Why it rained!
-Anonymous
This poem is true! I am seeing blossoms everywhere!
~Allison