It seems that it has come again;
We’re not through with the rain.
The winter lingers on a while
And the clouds remain.
I do enjoy the little lull
We have this time each year;
The world warms up, the sun comes out,
The skies begin to clear.
But then the clouds return again,
And with them comes the rain.
And winter runs in rivulets
Down my window pane.
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