Summer Rain
In summer’s haze, the air is warm, Then drops descend like whispered sighs; A gentle touch, a soothing balm, As nature’s tears fall from the skies.
The earth drinks deep from heaven’s cup, Each droplet sings of life anew; The flowers lift their heads, they sup, As colors bloom in glittered hue.
Come dance with me in summer rain, Let laughter mingle with the drops; In wild abandon, love’s refrain, For in the storm, our heartbeats stops.
- Helen M B M Maud