Summer Storms

Summer Storms, then sunshine Breaks down the clouds quickly Heavy wet air splits the sunlight Apart Broken Plants stand back up One more drop hits the ground And soaked soil sucks up still more Water Little Toes scrunch down in The dirt, finding small stones Hands collect leaves and other small Treasures Birds chirp Again after The fierce rain has ended And get back to work, finding food For young Other Storms are forming Waiting for tomorrow When they will fuel the wild growth of Summer