Petrichor

Soil was thirsty and dry

Clouds started to cry

Tears dropped on a rainy day

Water fell on the dusty bay

Earth was cool and wet 

Nectar born and met 

Aroma spread in the air 

The stink was in despair 

Petrichor ruled the earth

The gain was above the dearth

Clouds were fearlessly mad

Birds were searching the pad 

The soil was dry and thirsty

Fragrance repelled so dusty