Rain O Rain!
It reminds
me of something, passing through the narrow memory lane.
It takes me
back to my school,
Where, I and
my friends jumped in the small water pools.
Those were the
moments of real joy and mirth,
When, we
could have the smell of the fresh wet earth.
Getting wet
in the real showers
Faces happy
and cheerful, like blooming flowers.
But now all
the friends are far apart,
They have
given their lives a new start.
I alike have
no leisure,
So I look at
the falling drops and miss those moments of pleasure.
I wish I
could be a kid again,
Then no would take me away from my dear rain!
Then no would take me away from my dear rain!
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