The flowers cringe inside their petals
At each clap of thunder
The trees tremble while lightning flashes
The sky turns an angry black
Raindrops roar upon the roof
Grass and weeds shake their weary heads
Blowing rain drenches the dry, hard summer earth
"The time has come" the roses whisper
And cover their faces with their satin petals
The heavens above mock their shyness
The lightning takes pleasure with their fears
And continues to flash followed by rumbling thunder

*~Marian~