Welcome Showers Poem by Suriya ...

The mist from the rain hangs,
Hangs over the enchanted mountains,
These are the gloomy days? ? ? ?
Is it the rain pouring?
Oh no! its the welcome showers!
Yes the rain is most welcome,
The shy birds have hid away,
In the bowers of green.
The cuckoo's calls echo,
In joy with a couple more in harmony
I, for one know its pouring
Its pouring poems and poetry
The authors and their writes
swim before my eyes
And to me each line is divine,
Welcome each blessed write,
Welcome as day and night,
Welcome Rain, welcome sunshine,
Welcome Pain, welcome sorrow,
But these give way,
I know to a better tomorrow
Welcome hail, welcome storm,
The roaring winds or the serene calm
The tumultous highs, the abyssmal lows
As long as the muse reigns in my heart,
I am blessed, true and divine!