A Rainy Morning

On a cool, breezy rainy morning,

where everything seems so refreshing,

raindrops pouring down on the land,

fulfilling Earth’s countless demands.

Providing life to parched soils,

making the dejected farmers rejoice,

easing the yielding of wheat and rice,

ensuring survival of the humankind.

Rainfall brings fresh water and plants,

inside the deep dense forest lands,

some seeking shelter, run hither and thither,

while others play, dance or bath by the river.

Replenishing umpteen sources of fresh water,

adding aesthetic value like a mesmerizer,

making Earth look vibrant and green,

producing melody when it hits the window sill.

A drop of rain brings so much to us,

its uses being multitudinous,

our forefathers left vast resources for us,

let’s practice the same for our future generations.

We must reduce deforestation and pollution,

and try to make our monsoons regular,

rainwater wastage has to stop,

let’s join hands to conserve every drop.

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