In honor of National Poetry Month, a poem (a pantoum)

In honor of National Poetry Month, I thought I'd post one of my poems (a pantoum):

First Spring Rain

As soft as if a sigh,
rain falls on this window,
whispers from the sky,
while finches sing away the snow.

Rain falls on this window
as if a lover's touch,
while finches sing away the snow,
releasing winter's clutch.

As if a lover's touch,
find droplets wash this glass,
releasing winter's clutch
on soil, stem and grass.

Fine droplets wash this glass.
Sprinkles bead then spill
on soil, stem and grass
with mesmerizing skill.

Sprinkles bead then spill
whispers from the sky
with mesmerizing skill
as soft as if a sigh.