Ode to an Inch of Life-Giving Rain
You fall so abundantly further east
but we treasure every hundredth of an inch
here on the western high plains.
You have rescued the wheat crop,
not to mention the Russian Olives
in the windbreak on the north side of the house.
You lift every spirit.
Are your ears burning? The inch that fell last night
is the topic of every conversation at the post office.