Rain on me, just now or bit later, no matter.
If drop, few drops of your silver, no matter.
Come rain come, shower upon some,
If I get wet in your waters, no matter.
I love the weather, that you bring with;
if says goodbye, the summer, no matter.
I shall put on the rain-coat or umbrella;
if comes down the temperature, no matter.
Though, I have to go, on a long drive;
I would keep on, my car's wiper, no matter.
Wait you eagerly: fishes, frogs and farmers;
if my few of work suffer, no matter.
I love to watch, the dancing leaves of ground;
if you take some together, no matter.
Get filled the big pond, near my village;
remaining flows in the river, no matter.
by S. D. Tiwari
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