Save me from the pouring rain, make shed,
I am drench with tear and fear, I am sad,
Dark cloud hovering above the earth,
And life here on earth is livening worth,
Why always rain drain, autumn and summer?
Warmth of life has gone -lost, why I tremor?
Everybody questions to self with zing,
Tell me, just tell me, when will be spring?
When Will Be Spring is a beautiful poem.I enjoyed it.Well expressed Well done.10/10 Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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Intense imagery with the sadness of dark clouds and endless rain you plea for the coming of spring to lighten your load! Lovely write!