The First Rainfall

After this hot summer days, I saw every bird on their ways, To find a roof upon their heads, Shortly, each bird will be seen on every window, And enjoying the drops as television premier! Along this pleasurable cloudburst, There also comes the cool breeze, This makes the tree bow through wind, I also see leaves taking shower and having pleasure from rain, On this delightful monsoon which is too fame! After this warm summer days, I saw every farmer having a smile on their face, Even saw crops dancing from the base, And noticed each flower to come out from the vase, To appreciate the site of this blissful downpour! After this sweltering summer days, Every child plays along with their boats, Made up of paper and can float, They with it with an aim in their mind, “We wouldn’t go, till the shower goes!” If there would be a hierarchy of season, I assure this showery period, Will be the first to acclaim, The title of ‘Best Season’ as it deserves, And the first rank which is obvious!