One of my oldest poems. I was able to retrieve this and thought it was all gone.

------------------------------------------

White fluffy clouds that cotton sheets in the sky,

kissing the mountain,

with its moss green and yellow trees in the slopes,

waiting for the heavy and black clouds to drop rain.

Raindrop falls, water from above,

providing the abundant volume.

From above, to rivers, lakes, clean & clear water flows,

fishes swims until the end reach.

Ocean and sea water's anemones and corals in sight,

planktons, rays, sea mammals, lives within.

Salted liquid, produce tides and waves,

foretelling there will be bad weather.

In the rice and corn fields, lilies in the pond,

are being blown by the cold breeze from the north.

Eggs are hatched, new born appears, little chicks chirp,

and the mother bird in flight, high in the sky, finding food.

The rocky road now turns to muddy path,

where the farm animals enjoy.

Domestic mammals guards the sheep and cows,

from the harm of the bad creatures.

The rain has stopped, the sun's rays begins to peep again.

From the twin clouds that were together.

Along the garden of flowers,

poppies plopped, daisies blooms again.

Like the day after the winter, leaves and grasses,

dry again, will wait again.

the soil will be fertile, rich, useful,

and it will be provided by the hands of Nature.