Bangalore Rain | Poem by 8 year old by Mayuri Sriram
It’s been raining in Bangalore much to 8 year old Mayuri’s delight. Here’s a poem she wrote about it. Ah the sound of rain drops.
Oh, The rain
Along with it brings no pain,
Its beautiful calm and kind,
Love is what it leaves behind
Oh, my rain, come all season
For, you make the grass green
The Earth becomes so dry,
If you hide in the sky
Oh the rain is beautiful
For it, we should be grateful
Else, We couldn’t live,
And wouldn’t get
The happiness it gives.
