It rained in this part of the world. Rained so much it left trailing little streams.
The rain drops were beautiful. They brought nourishment and life.
The rain poured off the roofs to the thirsty ground. And it was good.
The rain clouds brought cool relief to the dehydrated the land.
Oh Texas! Where are thy bountiful southern rains?
Our throats are parched, thirsty and swollen.
Our land is cracked and dry.
Reckon a rain dance might help?
