Rain Rain Rain
Rain Rain Rain,
Up above from the skies,
You come,
As drops of joy,
As drops of sorrow,
As a shower of blessing from the heavens.
Rain Rain Rain,
Pitter patter pitter patter,
On the window panes,
Thunder and lightning fill up the skies,
Creating an orchestral symphony.
Rain Rain Rain,
With wind, sun and clouds,
Seven colors you bring together,
And joy in our hearts.
Rain Rain Rain,
A miracle to a drought,
A curse when in glut,
Tiny silver crystals trickles from up above.
This poem was written/submitted by Anoop Lokkur.