It rained.
It woke me from my slumber.
It rained as though millions of buckets
Were being emptied together.
I heard it crashing on the roof,
Splashing on the roads,
So much rain in these sun soaked days.
I fell back into my sleep of dreams,
But when I awoke,
Awoke to dawns chorus.
I looked out
And the roads were dry,
The heat of the land
Had dispelled the wetness,
As if it had not rained at all.
Or was it just a dream?