Peaches grow in fields aglow with
Sunlight in the summer
Feeling warm, the coming storm, it
Threatens them with thunder

Clouds advance with breezes blowing
Showers show no sign of slowing
Hail impales the peaches where they slumber

Bees abuzz with peachy fuzz fly
Flagging through the flowers
Trees are flecked with sparkling specks of
Water from the showers

Petals catch the raindrops’ drumming
Hear the summer birds are humming
The river takes the rain away
The moss is soaked for days
Pitted peaches while away the hours