April Rain

It’s lovely
It creates colorful, reflective eye-candy,
A bunch of bling-bling on the windows. 

It turns the sky all shades of purple, blue and brown
You see it reflected at your feet,
the direction you turn to shelter your head…

Because it spits in your face
and wets your pants,
it makes odd odors surface
from old winter coats.

It finds the holes in your boots
and quickens your step,
postpones the spring skirt,
sends a chill up your back.

It is lovely,
if only for that nearing break in the clouds
where the sun will re-appear
while the rain still falls.

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