Air weighs heavy with an earthy smell,
Dare we hope for a real downpour,
Fair weather concedes to a stormy night
Care its only misty rain, we were hoping for more.
Dry fields plague the farmer’s crops,
My country roads are stirred up with dust,
Bye to the green grass and pretty flowers,
Lie to me weatherman, more rain is a must.
Written July 28, 2011
For Lento Contest
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