The Rain Poem by Hayley K...

Wet, rippling,
it glimmers in the rays of brief sun
that shine between clouds
Liquid crystals shattering
on the ground below
The shards landing as
dew droplets on the leaves
and petals of flowers
and blades of grass
A blanket of water
covering everything under the sky

As the rain ceases to fall
a mist spreads over the
grassy field
No wind, no sound, no movement
except for the frogs and crickets
singing peacefully in the distance
and the tall reeds surrounding the field
dancing and swaying so gracefully

The animals start stirring
awakening from their sweet dreams
of deep, warm, calm slumber
observing the new found wetness of the ground
and fresh, clean air flowing into their lungs
and feeling the sun trickling onto their fur
as it peeks more through the clouds
all of its glorious light shining onto everything
and turns the dew drops into tiny prisms
bringing, even the air, color and magnificence
to all that sees and lives

Now, keep this image in your head
then imagine the surroundings of a city
where that field used to be
Where'd the animals go?
Where's the fresh air, and clean dew?

One word explains the transformation
pollution
Two words caused the transformation
Human negligence