WHEN THE RAINING ENDS

We waited patiently while it poured outside. We watched for the rains to stop.

But the storms kept coming all day long.

And into the night.

 But in the next morning, everything looked more alive. The grass was greener and the plants looked like they came to life  again and in the morning sun, we had our chewing bones.

he sunlight felt like food to our souls.

The air was crisp and clean.

And the rains had washed the world for now.

I love mornings like this.

Ciao for now my friends...