The rain, wanting to reach me,
But the window glass came in middle.
But it also found it's own way,
Starting to drop from leak roof.
As I look out of my garden,
Washed and clean and new born looking leaves
Greeted me looking very happy,
By fulfilling their thirst on a hot summer day.
The rain came and the rain went.
Doing my work easier by cleaning my cycle.
But did a nasty work at same time by wetting my clothes.
Ugh! I have to keep them for drying again
The birds started flying leaving their nest.
Most animals came out in order to drain,
The excess water which is making them cold.
I also went out and a sweet smell welcomed me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem