The gushing water

It pitters and patters,
With a mild breeze,
It has a beautiful smell
The cloudy,  dark sky

Birds chirp at it,
Leaves shatter,
And cats, 
Leave their ways.

The sound of the gushing water,
From the longest of the pipes,
Forming  puddles,
Within the blink of an eye.

Children wading,
Splashing water,
Crows bathing
And drying up the feather.

I just  looked up at the sky,
When it  fell on my eye.
But it did no harm,

  ........C' z  its the rain!