Rain Poem by Barbara Clafton

White.
pale blue
and tinged with grey.
in the distance a hint of black,
reflected on dingy wetness..
flapping angrily to and fro.

Tall
green elegance
tossing and bowing..
arms outstretched,
waving
whispering...
to the carpet below.

People rushing
people pushing
hair tangling
flying
annoying.
Papers rustling blowing again.

Smell it
feel it
sense it coming.
Gentle
ice cold
showering the earth.
The sky
at last
has given birth
to rain.