There are flowers that come only with the rain. <br />They wait quietly below ground <br />For the wetness that is delivered. <br />Then up they come into the light, <br />They come and show their petals, <br />Some of pure white, some tinged with pink. <br />And last for only a day. <br />Quietly they come, quietly they go. <br />Waiting for that perfect time <br />To sing praises for the rain. <br />And lend mystery to the wonders of Nature. <br /> <br />(2.4.8 Mischief)<br /><br />Heather Z. Hanna<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rain-flowers/
