The grass is so dry, it’s been crunching underfoot. The earth is dusty and cracked. And then – welcome rain. Not the kind we wish away, but the kind we wish for more of. That was the inspiration for this Typewriter Rodeo poem.
Drought Rain
You can feel it the moment
You step out –
The crackling despair
Of the drought
It seems like it’s been dry
The entire year
Who knows how
We made it here
And I don’t think I can take
Another day!
All this arid wasteland,
I just can’t – hey …
What was that?
No, wait, stop,
I think I felt it
Yes there, a drop!
And now another
The joy, the wonder!
The rain’s coming down
Come out, stand under!
I’d almost forgotten
That it could
I’d almost forgotten rain
Felt this good.
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