At the touch of rain,
No grime or dirt do I see,
The tarmacs lie polished under translucent falls,
From a near dark sky that has rained upon a summer’s sky.
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Nature provokes with its wise tales,
When it rains on a summer’s sky,
It relates how in the light of happiness,
There are tears,
Sometimes of joy, and sometimes of dreaded sullenness.
-shobana-
SIMPLY SHOBANA 
The rain always brings a mixture of emotions. Melancholy, peace, joy, and contentment. And the refreshing showers of nature clean up the grime of us humans. Isn’t that a balance that can’t be replaced?
Love your words, Shobana. Soft and hopeful. 🙂
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