When the rain comes,
it brings a chuckle on everyone’s face.
When I enjoy it,
it feels like it’s the end of my bad days.
Everyone seems to be pleased
as they forget all their pain.
“What is the best thing ever?”
I think it’s a shower of rain.
All flowers turn into their best ever look,
picnics are planned among friends.
When it rains in the sands,
it’s just like a new life to the weary bands.
Sometime, somewhere, someone had asked me,
“How many types of people are there?”
I answered-“Those who have enjoyed rain
and those who have never”.

