First Rain

The grass looks fresh and green,
the road is wet and clean.
The first rain of the season has just arrived,
the parched lands thirst can no longer be denied.
The beautiful smell of drenched mud is in the air,
the whole environment looks clean and clear.
The first drop that sits on the leaves,
look like the pearl that an oyster gives.
The mountains looks majestic and regal,
covered with mist, fog, seem ethereal.
The clouds hang very low,
time seems to go real slow.
We long to play in the rain,
this is one of the most beautiful experiences I tell my brain.
Its like the prayers have been answered of all those who for it cried,
The first rain of the season has just arrived.