Those Rains In the Hills
Where are those lovely sounds?
Of rain beating on the rooftops
Of hillside cottages
Oh! How much we miss
That pitter-patter,
The continuous chatter of rain drops,
Gradually growing in intensity
On those slanting, tin roofs.
Though the rain would lash down
With vengeance,
Still it would appear
Like soothing musical notes
For anyone
Who cared to listen
And we listened,
And we found it fun.
The torrential rain,
And the howling wind
Together playing their flawless symphony
With ‘Man’ and ‘Nature’
Living in perfect harmony.
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