Showers of Blessing

The summer sun with its heat waves,
Has been here for far too long;
It is time for the rains to come,
And for the birds to break into song.

All dried and dusty is the earth,
Scorched by the heat of the sun;
But hurrah! The rain clouds are rolling in,
The monsoon months have begun.

Rain and storms are in store for us,
And water everywhere will be;
Running in streams and little rivulets,
All the way down to the big sea.

The dusty earth will rejoice indeed,
And be glad for this downpour of rain;
It will clean all the dust and grime,
And help the trees and flowers sustain.

Happiness, relief and joy indeed,
The rain showers shall bring to all;
People are waiting with bated breath,
For these showers of blessings to fall.

The wait, though long and seemingly endless,
Will surely be over any day;
I hope all preparations for the monsoons are made,
Coz it may even start raining today!