Days have gone by
With heat so high.
No rain for many days.
So hot and dry,
An egg you could cook in many ways.
That was until the weekend; one cloud gathered and then another.
Some were white and black, coming together like brothers.
Water to the trees,
Water for us, birds, animals and bees.
Drip, drip drop.
We hoped it wouldn’t stop.
We hoped it would last,
But unfortunately, it passed.
The rain left its’ glory.
The temperature went down
As droplets hit the parched ground,
And leaving me cooler to tell its story.
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