April Showers by Danette Vigilante

With each drop of rain a bucket fills, the tide rises, flowers sprout.

With each word, and every sentence, so too, does a story and character grow.

A story blooms, worlds created, hearts filled, friends made.

A storm rolls in fierce and strong-- a story told sweet and true.

In the end, the sun shines, a book closes.

A sigh of beauty. A sigh of beauty.


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