Lady Rain
Delicate girls
Leaning over
Bowing to the ground
With a smile etched on their smooth innocent faces
And nothing better to do
Than watch the world spin

Lords and Ladies
With leafy green tresses
And wind-caressed gowns of the deepest brown
Sway in time
To the music that hangs in the air
That plays a ringing tune

Delicate slippers
Tiptoe about
Careful not to spoil their toes
Sashaying over the earth
In a merry dance
That tells a story of things here and there

Sliding in graceful formation
Twisting down from above
Coy and sweet
To touch an elegant tree's elbow
To kiss a young flower's face as it bows
The Lady Rain has the daintiest feet.