Raindrops

Pitter , patter drops of rain after weeks and weeks have passed. We thought you'd never come again but here you are , now, at last. Not enough to be of use, though cooler air you brought along and after all the sun's abuse your pitter, patter is like a song. A drop here, a drop there but you do not quench, you only tease. This tiny rainfall isn't fair. We need a downpour if you please. Rain, we beg you, stay awhile. Make this parched land start to smile.