There's something nice about walking,
In the rain on a Summer's Eve.
And if you're lucky you're talking,
With someone you can believe.
There's something special about rain,
When it's not much more than a mist.
It's soft warmth is something you gain,
It's touch makes you think you've been kissed.
The Winter rains are hoary,
And the March rains can be real cold.
April showers have their glory,
But the Summer rains are pure gold!!
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