Rain

The day you came We saw things. The way you do thing, you do professional. The way you sung, you sung very well. Every ears were listening at you. Every eyes saw you. Every lips were smiling. The way you were beating your drams, you beat very well. You made every leafs to dance. Every legs also dance. We wont even not forget how fish dance. When you left. You left everyone in happy. Soil commented. And every nose confirmed. And you never left dirty. poem by munyai ndidzulafhi patric