Although it doesn't rhyme, the progression of the seasons strikes me as particularly eloquent -- partially because I love the concept of time, but also because there's this feeling of waiting for something to come that's conveyed nicely.
I had nothing to protect myself from the rain
So I sat beneath the old oak preparing for the next year
Then you came
Really loved this line. Rain and Came rhyme nicely together, not sure if it was intentional, but it definitely boosted the aesthetic appeal of that sentence incredibly.
The greatly varying lengths of the sentences throws me off a little, but all in all, it's quite nice.