Rain
Master Nipun Das C. C.
When the rain is pouring heavily on the street,
And flowing through the roads and canals,
I put on my coat and shoes,
And stood on the road steadily.
As I walked through the road,
In the middle of the town,
I stamped on the puddles,
Oh! How happy I am.
The rain welcomes me,
Shares the joy of it,
As it drips down the windows,
And drums on the roof.
I could see the droplets,
And each has a story to tell,
Some people feel the rain,
And others just get
wet.
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