The ground so dry, so parched,
Cries out for precious rain,
It's such a warm hot summer,
The wildlife feel the pain.
So when the cool rain falls,
The welcome is so grand,
I hear the wild birds call,
They relish nature's plan.
For nothing can survive,
Without our heavenly rain,
To carry on with life,
We need the rain again.
Jayne Louise Davies
We all long for rain, I've just bought a bird bath for my garden birds as it's so dry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joy on earth when the rain falls, Nice poem. Full *****