It is not raining rain for me it's raining daffodils in every dimpled drop I see wild flowers on the hill.?

Robert Loveman wrote "April Rain". I have copied the poem below:

It is not raining rain for me,

It's raining daffodils;

In every dimpled drop I see

Wild flowers on the hills.

The clouds of gray engulf the day

And overwhelm the town;

It is not raining rain to me,

It's raining roses down.

It is not raining rain to me,

But fields of clover bloom,

Where any buccaneering bee

Can find a bed and room.

A health unto the happy,

A fig for him who frets!

It is not raining rain to me,

It's raining violets.