Tuesday, September 11, 2012

The Rains

Up in the sky, behind the clouds
      The sun was peeping out, out, out.
What was he telling, telling, telling?
      The rains are coming, coming, coming.

Go to your places, go to your houses,
      The rains are coming, coming, coming.

Lakes are full, rivers are flowing,
      The rains are coming, coming, coming.

The little frog on the trees,
      are croaking, croaking, croaking.
      The rains are coming, coming, coming.




© 2012 Abhijit Pandit