Rain
Thin veil of raindrops,
splattering.
Liquefied pellets
falling to the ground.
Welcomed into the parched land
with open arms.
Raindrops dripping down from
eaves and rooftops above,
tap-dancing in the puddles,
waltzing on the corrugated metal roofs.
Sliding on the smooth green leaves
falling gracefully; like little ballerinas.
Bringing the color back
to the wan faces of the
drooping plants.
Giving the earth
a new coat of paint,
warm, vibrant colors surfacing.
Faces upturned,
tongues out-stretched.
Little children out to play in the rain.
Splashing in puddles,
setting little paper sailboats
off on expeditions to distant lands.
Farmers smiling
watching the rain
bring life back to their crops.
Relief etched on their faces,
they'll survive another year.
the fields are alive again.
Rain.
Hope from the heavens
falling gently onto the earth,
fueling our hopes and dreams;
watering our deadened hearts,
answering our prayers.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter
hope rains down.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter
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