The Happiness Of The Day Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Black clouds moving slowly
There it likely to have rains
Or least the showers on earth
Like a holy water spreading in head
The pea cock makes ready its feathers
To open and dance in happiness
The children ready to welcome the rain
The heat of sun they suffered much
Still they are ready for a football match
The thrill of playing we can't explain
The boost up energy they spread in field
And quarrels without enmity a routine event
Not like the grown ups and their struggles
Their vendetta against the enemy in wars
Children the hopes are there for the future
The creation of happiness they just continues.