April Rain Song Poem by john tiong chunghoo
April Rain Song
the rain, it comes
down in so many ways
straight, slanted, hurried
or so slowly, lazily
it drizzles ever so slowly
- an old man trudging
through the lane -
throughout morn
until the pool is full
full, full, full with
my impatience to
visit nextdoor friend
for a round of noon football
rain April rain
it jumps in the garden
crystal upon crystal
to and fro
to and fro
down the big
yam leaves
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5/5/2024 12:37:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Rain makes a soothing sound on old tin roofs. Your April poem makes me feel nostalgic. Lovely write, John. Warm regards, Sandra