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Mid-Summer Rain
Mid-Summer Rain The warm sun rises to take the fleeting life of the morning dew. The blazing sun makes the red horizon laugh by spreading its dazzling white radiance. The sizzling sun bathes the folks in sweat as they run and exercise on the sidewalks and parks. The fierce sun embraces and scorches the skin of the outside laborers. Summer is the whining of the boiling sweat, or the restless lamentation of the electric fans? As I was ploughing through this mid-summer’s lap and yearning for some cool breeze, A wind blew, a thunder was heard, One drop, many drops, you came pitter patter, with the smell of fresh soil, Oh my mid-summer rain! I cannot stop gazing at your dancing beauty. As you slide down, Caressing the tree leaves, This fire-baked Earth chilled in salvation so my body and soul! Come often to wipe off the sweat and to wash away the grime. Come often to dampen the dryness and to hold off the drought. Come often and often, Oh my mid-summer rain!
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