Summer Rain

A southern summer day under the sun

Our laughs reverberate throughout the yard

The clouds approach, they try ending our fun

We watch the rain approach us from afar

A storm is not enough to mar our mood

We slip and run, we’ve become mud-caked fools

Until grandma calls us back in for food

Let’s bathe our muddy feet in warm rain pools

Overcast skies, they never last for long

Puddles evaporate, the steam hovers

The birds, returned to peace, resume their songs

Butterflies dry their wings, gentle flutters

The sun has set, there’s no more time to play

It’s time to rest and dream of a new day