Rain - Poem by Sudais Green
Raining cat and rat or raining sheep and goat is not my problem,
a phenomenon that sends my mind elsewhere,
in solitude or in hullabaloo.
looking up above the sky, i see no river flowing,
no well dugged,
no spring sprinkling,
all i see is an endless cloud ejecting water!
Just to keep the land calm and fertile,
the atmosphere serene and cool.
Still, i wonder how it comes!
Scientists say, it's relief,
But I say it's a miracle!
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