Longing for Rain

I'm aching for Rain.
It's been Months since we had Rain.

The Dust.
It's everywhere.
You can't escape it.

The Trees.
In desperate need of Water.

It's March.
Trees should be starting to carry leaves.

The Dryness.
It makes me sick.

Sirens.
The knowledge. Somewhere, something is getting ravaged by Fires.

I am Aching for Rain.
I miss the smell of Rain.
I miss how Rain gives Life.