Autumn drizzles rain in gray, Dripping slowly from dying leaves, Painting windows with dusty stripes, Drenching the soul with sadness, Endless, endless drops.
Winter’s rain is brilliant blue. Icy needles puncture snow. Freezing fingers caress your neck, Piercing your rubber armor, Endless, endless drops.
Spring rains bring a chartreuse glow, Floating lightly on fragrant blossoms, Giving the air a clean new scent, Coaxing sprigs of green, Endless, endless drops.
Purple cloaks the Summer rain, Driving, dancing, dashing to earth, Lit by sparks of Vulcan’s wrath, Regal in its splendor, Endless, endless drops.
Written circa 1961, revised 1997 by David L Brungart - © Copyright