Rain
Frogs dance in the puddles of ecstasy
Peacocks and snakes spread their hoods and feathers in the spirit of competitive fantasy
As if to say we are birds of a feather
In this lovely somnolent rainy weather
The stork brings good word of forage everywhere with it
In the right spirit of brotherhood
The circle of life has turned tables
As if to pen an absolutely new fable
Rain oh rain!
Won’t you unveil the magic of your reign?
Come again, oh come again!
By: Sharmila Shankar
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