Kentucky Rain Poem

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In Kentucky, where the bluegrass grows,
There's a rhythm in the air, a tale that flows,
A story of rain that falls from the sky,
A melancholic melody that makes you sigh.
The drops dance on rooftops, gently kiss the ground,
Creating a symphony, with a soothing sound,
The patter on the leaves, a lullaby refrain,
In Kentucky rain, a song of nature's gain.
The fields and forests, refreshed and renewed,
As raindrops cleanse, a sight to be viewed,
The scent of petrichor fills the air,
A fragrance of earth, both sweet and rare.
The rivers swell, a rushing flow,
As Kentucky rain, continues to grow,
Nourishing the land, with life anew,
A gift from above, a blessing so true.
In the midst of storms, or softest drizzle,
Kentucky rain, an enchanting fizzle,
A reminder of nature's beauty and grace,
A symphony of water, in a mystical place.