The Rain
Drop
Rain drops
drop
and Sun doesn’t
shine.
Rain drops
drop
and clouds
thunder,
trees sneeze
and leaves
tremble,
monkeys
shiver
and birds
flutter.
Rain drops
drop
and clouds
wander,
children
jump
and shirts
are off,
books float
and school
bags laugh.
Rain drops
drop
and clouds
open,
rays stream
and rainbow
smiles,
trees sing
and leaves
shine.
Rain drops drop
and clouds
depart,
monkeys play
and birds
fly,
homes call
and children
sigh.
Rain does
not drop
and Sun
shines.
© i b arora
A post for
Sunday Photo Fiction on a picture prompt.
For this week’s post I have slightly re-worked
a poem that I had published in my blog ‘poems and stories for children’
A great drop dropping sure rained on through
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ReplyDeleteThat is really good. I like that.
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DeleteNice one... :-)
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thanks Prakash
DeleteThis sounds like a monsoon rain, I.B. Lovely poem. Well done. :) --- Suzanne
ReplyDeleteThanks Suzanne
DeleteGood. Takes one to childhood memories...... Eagerly awaiting for some heavy drops to drop to make us lost in the tip-tip bass....
ReplyDelete........ KLV
thanks KLV for stopping by
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