Showers race against each other,
They land in great harmony.
They trickle on the Louvre blades,
Drizzle on the rooftop.
They pounce on the lovely umbrella,
As they joyfully sing to one another,
And listen to each others shutter.
Raindrops; they brighten the sky with the rainbow,
And put a smile on mother nature's face.
there are so many raindrops,
but the raindrop i hove for you is love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I call rainbow - -Gateway of heaven Nice poem well tried...be cool and calm and write whatever comes in you write do painting