He looked at the sky,
Then heaved a sigh.
Oh! What a relief!
The dark clouds will reduce my grief.
He looked at the land,
It was barren and bare.
Yet there was a smile and
The reason, rain will wash off his cares.
Suddenly his thoughts flattered,
The dry leaves around began to flutter.
He felt the breeze slowly but unsteadily becoming strong,
He felt, “This, is not right something is terribly wrong”.
The shadow above seemed to fade,
Horrors of sorrow again started to wade.
The sky was clear and bright,
The Sun was up and high.
There was a little drop,
Tears which he could not stop,
All he desired to know was, “what went wrong”.
After the sun set,
When he lost hope of his land getting wet,
He started his journey back home, carrying his sorrow,
But he walked on with a HOPE of a RAINY TOMORROW.
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