RAIN `O` RAIN........

Its late June `n`
He ain`t arrived yet
I bet he’s lost or stuck
Coz he never makes it this late

As every one longs for him to come
No more than the summer Sun.
He seems to have lost his cool
For he fears to miss a
Retreat thats elsewhere booked

The land has baked her just right
As she longs for the drops
To emit the fragrance of life
The waves too have rehearsed
To fly long `n` tall
Hand in hand with the storm
They plan a ball
The stage is set `n` the curtains are up

Rain `o` Rain
Relieve em All.