Name Inspiration

Just as mists of rain
         fall to the thirsty ground
         tumbling across blades of grass
         soaking away their parched pain,

A field mouse collects crumbs
         dropped from a picnic basket
         left haphazardly by a couple
         trying to escape thunderous drums.

Sometime later in the day
         when the rain finally subsides
         the puddles begin to disappear
         into thin air they escape.

Only breeze is left behind
         while dancing trees sway happily
         against a fading amber sky
         fluttering together the branches entwine.

Never fading beauty and pride
         sleep sweetly under slumbering heavens
         waking often to call sunlight
         to rise and dismiss eventide.