A Rainy Season

Whirling and tripping of clouds stilted From polar-late to polar-early brimmed Made travellers frowned with positive effects And less frightening bodies but ghost; And chasing cheers cheerfully to the roamers Stern and becoming handy to paddle soil Some sandy,loamy though ours is clay. Planting darling grasses:each treads space another With the sequence serenity serves by Neither a weed wilderness from watching over by And nor popping them out of the calmly weather Builders and Carpenters expelled from the landscape with chemicals; Brothers annuals weeds,while others Crowd-less with biennials and off to perennials. Loving still bounds till the lights comes Yearly invites phantom to edge the elders Sun rays coying clouds after miles Before perennials upon to worth the sides And later, pregnant tomb and stuffy,and radiance.