The gushing water
It pitters and patters, With a mild breeze, It has a beautiful smell The cloudy, dark sky Birds chirp at it, Leaves shatter, And cats, Leave their ways. The sound of the gushing water, From the longest of the pipes, Forming puddles, Within the blink of an eye. Children wading, Splashing water, Crows bathing And drying up the feather. I just looked up at the sky, When it fell on my eye. But it did no harm, ........ C' z its the rain!