The rain came calling
…….turned icy cold
Upon blooming petals
…….yellow and gold
Nature inhaled
…….one summertime sigh
Then held its breath
…….for winter was nigh
Gasp in delight
……colours are born
No more lush
…….no turnabout mourn
For hither summoned,
…….in sultry rays
The passing of four
…….glorious days
The rain came calling
…….quenched the thirst
Of a parched land
…….so barren, so cursed
A likely reply
…….for tomorrows ponder
a marigold's dream
……. September's wonder
