Skies brighten up
Air smells so sweet
Earth is refreshed
Minus the heat
Birds are excited
Chirping non-stop
After the silence
Of each little drop
Debris washed away
Streets are cleaned
Grass raised and thankful
That God intervened
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I too enjoy the aftermath of rain. Thanks, Esther