On A Rainy Day

A couplet poem about flowers long waited first rain after a dry summer

Grey clouds form on a cool windy evening,
Flowers awake for their nightly blessing.

Droplets of water begin to descend,
Brings their suffering to a joyful end.

The water sinks into the dry hard ground,
Curing the flowers of their summer wound.

The small dry flowers buds begin to bloom,
Releasing their lovely hidden perfume.