Cyrus Diaz (November 23,1989 / Lampanusan Kalilangan Bukidnon)

I rushed out of the window
when i saw the rain coming
to invite my friends
to bathe in the rain
Oh! How do I love the afternoon rain.

Outreaching my hands
to feel the enthralling rain
bland rain bedraggled
our naked being
Intruding lightning
made us trembling
audible chortle echoes.....
Oh! How do I cherish The afternoon rain.

Shivering purple lips
quivering wrinkled palms
and curled up toes
brought by austere cold
Much gusto to dance and play in the rain
Oh! How do I long for afternoon rain again.

Until, the rain is over
mother would call me over
she would wipe me all over
and give me clothes to cover
Oh! How do I love my Mother dear.