Rain

rain seeps into my summer, the humid heat trickles away
drop by drop it streams down the sidewalks and streets,
unforgiving heat becomes unrelenting relief as I
wake not in a lethargic sweat, but in cool composure,
with a willingness to start the day with a pen, not a shower

birds whistle their witty tunes to the drum line of drops,
a saxophone drones from a house down the way,
an airplane passes, roaring goodbye from above
a car splashes through streams and puddles,
carrying precious parcels home after work or play

the rain lightens briefly only to fall vigorously again,
a cool breeze blows through leaves of neighboring trees,
causing them to sway as they absorb the pit-pat of the rain,
drops falling from the tops only to land safely on the next,
trees drink greedily, and the grass patiently waits it's turn