Petrichor

Petrichor 

That is the word for how it smells after it rains

It seems like we don't appreciates

The small things in life

Instead,

We give it a name

Assign it to a category

We watch people pass by

Not really looking

and we forget

How to feel

Is it a choice?

But even if we want to

Forget what's important

We need to try

To look outside of the facts

And at the heart

Notice the little things

See the people we pass every day

For who they truly are

So go out

And smell the air

After it rains