Monsoon Rain
The sky is dark, the clouds are gray,
Here comes the monsoon Hip! Hip! Hurry!
The mid June and the mid-September,
The months that bring the rains down.
The happiness spread all around,
Like the drizzling rains that fall down,
Lightning flashes, thunder crashes,
And the rains dashes with roofs and roads.
Like an army of drops that rise and fall,
It’s time to leave the monsoon says
No more puddles
No more Plays,
All gone like a wink of an eyes,
The monsoon says it’s time to say bye.
Sreya
Pramod
Mangaf East Gurukulam
