Summer Rain

Running through the long grass
on a hot summers day
The field is so very large
or is it that I am just small
Glistening the sun beams down
peeping out from behind soft clouds
Quickly the clouds cover
light rain flows down
I slow to an amble
and lie down face up
Warm droplets descend
bouncing pleasantly off my face
There I stay getting drenched
the water soaking me thoroughly
Once more I rise and begin
Spray hitting me from all sides
My fingers run between blades
and the fragrance so peaceful
All the way home
I am one with the mist

By Pete Scopes