condition of earth,
God felt sad…
Because trees on earth were dirty,
They haven’t taken bath for long,
Scorching sun... made them pale.
Then god called Rain,
To demand an explanation,
on deteriorating condition of earth,
Rain made an excuse
She said, “I was ready
but I didn’t get signal
To go ahead”.
God said to rain
“Now you are mature
And can feel the pain- of earth,
No need to wait for a signal
And don’t play this blame game”
I am reserving a special season for you
Where only you will play your game
You can start your season from the month
People will lovingly call you,
Here comes monsoon!
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