Here is my poems of the month for Robins poetic license carnival.
I had a lot of fun working on it. :)
The sweet aroma that hovers in the air,
Giving life to every breath you take.
Shedding knowledge on what is to occur
Feasting on the filth that is being washed away
Quenching the cold wet droplets plunging forth.
Hearing a pitter patter on things now wet,
Witnessing the transformation from dry to wet.