April Showers: Escapril Challenge 2

You don’t remain too much the same in the cleansing rains

Of the showers of April that bless bowers, trees and flowers

Even as you turn your face to heaven to find another place

Far from this world of care, which you can no longer bear

With the tear in your soul only the heavens can ever repair

By administration of holy water upon the altar of your head

In upturned supplication, contrition, and loving disposition

To truly, freely receive these once-and-again April showers