The Monsoon

The season, along with monsoon winds, brought,

Rosy colors along the horizon,

And all that comes with rain and lightening,

The early monsoon introduced.

Dry vines finding life again,

And all the pleasure arriving with the rain,

And the blossoms open up to receive,

Drops of rain, as sweet as honey.

Welcome is the rain to the famine and drought,

For all the changes in the atmosphere it brought,

The rainy season may never fade,

As long as seasons continue to thrive in variety.


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