After It Pours~

I love the way the clouds
change right before it rains,
the smell outside after
it pours, the cool
breeze on my sticky
skin, the sun making an
appearance again, the
wind catching the tree's
just right so it looks like
they are dancing, raindrops
fall to the moist soil, when the
sun hits them they look
like shiny jewels, whistling
birds call to one another, then
the sun hides behind a
puff of grey, quickly the cloud
passes and I'm sunkissed
once again.