It is season of Rain, now sun won't shine. <br />Now the cloud feels shy and starts to cry <br />That is why it starts to rain. <br />This comes high from the sky to wet plant and Make flower bloom <br />And make our life boon.<br /><br />Narendra Kuppan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kidscorner-1-rhymes/
