The skies are overcast <br />But will the clouds last? <br />Or will they slide across the sky <br />And simply pass us by <br />To settle over another village or town? <br />Our land is parched and brown <br />The cattle are lean and hungry <br />The wells are empty <br />The village is almost deserted <br />The villagers have started moving away <br />No longer can they stay thirsty. <br />But I see the skies are getting darker <br />I can feel raindrops <br />Am I imagining? <br />No it is truly the rain <br />I see the drops sliding <br />Down my window pane. <br />I smell the delicious smell <br />Of wet earth <br />All will soon be well.<br /><br />Sandra Martyres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-20/
