Rain Dance

On a crisp autumn afternoon, Much to my stunned delight, Storms clouds morph into monsoon With jagged spears of light And thunder cracks of doom. Dancing in the storm’s eye Fat raindrops bouncing all around Afraid I will soon die Trying hard not to drown So happy I could cry. After months of summer sun Rivers and streams almost dry Rain pounding like a drum No chance of blue sky Praying more rain will come.