Rain

Slowly and steadily you pick up the pace.

Big drops of fresh and cold water pouring from the sky.

First gently kissing my face,

then going down, slithering through my neck and arms.

As the pitter-patter increases, you force me to dance.

Letting myself free in the naughty shower.

Getting wet is a golden chance.

Inhaling the sweet and refreshing aroma of the soil and exhaling all my worries.

You give me a chance to eat the best.

Tea with some vegetable fritters while viewing the breathtaking beauty.

Taking a break from the boisterous schedule- a rest

Giving me a chance to recharge and rejuvenate.

You give me a chance to be a child again.

You give me a chance to play in the mud.

Therefore rain is never a bane.

As you help me wake up my inner child.