Rain Falls Gently
The rain falls gently upon the ground
The grass begins to grow.
The winter's been so long and cold
Now Spring is beginning to show.
So long I've waited and patiently
For birds and flowers of Spring.
It was worth the long and dreary days
To hear the little birds sing.
I love the feel of gentle rain
As it falls upon my face.
The smell of early springtime flowers
Nothing could take it's place.
God gives us every season
He knows just what we need.
We accept the rain the snow or sun
As to His voice we heed.
© Carrie Kinyon