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Little Pearls


 Days are beautiful,

Beautiful indeed.

But if rain occurs,

Who will want to heed?


You can play freely down the trickling pearls!

Instead of listen to forbidding orders.

It's okay if you get wet,

Along with your eager pet.


The rain falls down like little Pearls,

Trickling down the window pane.

But if you're forbidden from playing in the rain,

Really, the person who said so is insane!


Weather won't repeat, not the best one,

So make sure to have fun.

Little Pearls are not a big harm,

They are natural, so where is the harm?


Rain is God's gift,

A creation by Him.

If He created it,

Why would He want to poison just it?


Cold Pearls He will send,

The pearls are eager to get time spent!

Shimmering, glimmering, pearls they are,

They fall from Heaven, they come from far!


So, to the Rain lovers, I'm telling you all,

Do not listen to the forbidding orders at all!

It is He who sent it, so no fear,

He is the one who hold its gears!

Comments

  1. Wow. The words of your poem shines like pearls and made me cool. Shriyandhaa you are blessed by Goddess Saraswati for writing such beautiful poem. Stay blessed further.
    From Pushpa patti

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  2. Super Shriyandhaa. Your imagination about rain is very nice. Rain or Sunshine may be enjoying is different. But for that we need good health and energy. Do good exercise bring in good resistence to body. Then life will be great to enjoy. Keep good health and happiness will always be with you.

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