Just Before the Rain

Just before the rain

The trees leisurely rock and sway,

Waving goodbye to the sun,

Who smiles sadly as the clouds pass by.

For his time is finally done.

Heavy raindrops patter,

Gradually falling to our land

The branches provide shelter,

Like an umbrella at the hand.

The ferns sigh softly,

They slowly curl up and fend,

While the water from the stream runs quickly,

Like a journey without end.

The crickets hum loudly,

Like an orchestra of strings,

Small caves attract curiosity,

For they could be filled with many things.

The bush is swarming with life,

If only we could see,

What secrets we could unlock,

And search deeper throughout history.

The wind whistles sharply,

Causing many things to blow,

The leaves don’t know who’ll be first to fall,

Does the wind know?

Isabella