The day begins all sunny and bright; <br />It fills a young heart entirely with delight. <br />Then, suddenly the sky turns dark, <br />Like a horror movie during the approach of a killer shark. <br /> <br />Clouds turn from that cottony white <br />TO a dark grey that is as black as night. <br />Next, that smell pollutes the air, <br />That smell that only comes this often one month a year. <br /> <br />The scent of damp leaves creeps nearer and nearer <br />The smell of a major rainfall now becomes clearer. <br />The air pressure begins to fall; <br />I feel like I am carrying, on my shoulders, the entire shopping mall. <br /> <br />Now, as I stand outside in only my new sundress <br />I realize that I have left my arms vulnerable for goose bumps to caress. <br />I can hear the wind howl all around, <br />Sounding like a livid cat shrieking at a hound. <br /> <br />I flee to my house as that soft pitter patter begins to fall <br />Then grows to the great Civil War, refusing to stop at all. <br />I feel my cheery mood begin to disperse <br />From happy-go-lucky to something much worse. <br /> <br />Outside, the only thing I can hear is drip drop, drip drop. <br />Inside my heart, the only thing I can feel is flip flop, flip flop. <br />I try to play a game, then read an old novel <br />But, to my dismay, the only thing I want to do is find Mother Nature and grovel. <br /> <br />Finally, when I begin to loose hope of reaching the end, <br />Mother Nature decides to send a glow from around the bend. <br />I can see the gentle breeze blow the storm clouds away <br />And throw the reins on the rain to hold it at bay. <br /> <br />When I look outside, the sun begins to shine <br />And I look in that garden that I call mine. <br />From the ground peaks a little button of green <br />And I know that May’s breathtaking violet crocuses will soon be seen.<br /><br />Stephanie Selleck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/april-showers-bring-may-flowers/
