LET IT RAIN

   

A tiny drop touches the earth in summer;
The dry soil feels a fresh breath of life.
Awakened by the rain’s gentle touch,
The earth smiles, gazing up in hope.
Grandeur rises in the scent of petrichor.
Rain on a dry leaf blesses it with gloss,
Shining again in its original green.
Drizzles paint flowers with color and fragrance,
And all sing softly, “Let it rain, let it rain.”

  (Please write the sponsor's name, contest title and date of poem.)

1. NETTE ONCLAUD - sponsor's name

2. LET IT RAIN poetry contest - contest title

3. Date Of  Poem - 20.1.26