World without rain / Poem

In a world without rain,

All the grass turned brown,

Trees cracked and burned,

Clouds disappeared,

And the birds flew away.

In a world without rain,

Spring turned to Fall,

Night became day,

The sun was a ruthless giver of heat,

Mountains crumbled,

And the land swallowed the sea.

Phoo credits

I wrote this poem to show people that we should be thankful of what we have. Appreciate the little things in life.

Hope you liked it. Thanks for droppin' by.