Summer Rain

The rain is coming down outside, A chill is in the air; So we spent the afternoon inside, Playing cards and solitaire; The desert air is thriving, From the raindrops falling down And the grease woods come alive; As in the torrent, they drown; The dogs are getting frisky, And the horses huddle up; We all pour a shot of whiskey, In our lukewarm coffee cups; We’re sitting on the terrace, Listening to rain on the tin; The summer heat has been erased; And we just can’t help but grin; We started talking and joking, But silence soon ensued; We watch the rain as it's soaking, Putting us all in a good mood!