Rain - Poem by Rinku Tiwari
Rain is falling, rain is falling.
All run home, all run home.
The dogs, birds and cats -
All are running home.
The babies of the birds
Cling to their mother's wings.
A child's mother says:
'Come home, come home, else you will fall sick',
The tree are swaying.
'Oh no, oh no, my clothes are all wet! '
Everyone at home enjoy the rain.
'when will it stop? '
The children say,
'Oh! It is so boring to remain indoors'.
They want to play, out in the rain.
Rain helps Nature,
So, I like the rain very much.
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