Winter Rains ~

When winter is on the grass dances to the tunes of dews and the wind carries a lusty scent all around, No melody is better than the harvest song. The sun rays are gentle while, clouds are thick and rich, The ocean play symphony and radiant spring blooms, The springtime is a gift from God. Yellow faces of daffodils sings and dances, While the occasional rain resounds pit, pat, pit, pat, mixing memory and desire of mellower season. No gem or gold can give this pleasure, When ice is in making the world looks good enough to bite, the melting world, in mouth gives a true taste of the winter.