‘Rain’

https://www.istockphoto.com/photos/window-rain-day-little-boys

His first rain,
From a little scrawny window,
Droplets pattering and dew forming,
His first thought is a big spit or too much sweat.
His second rain,
Through open gates And-he-could- crawl- cross-fall 
Above those big bouncy raindrops,
Stripped in straps he looks-
At The kids dancing,
He feels his heart sighing and shunning
The remorse- and skipping with the drops falling.

Hello guys this is Kunjal! This poem presents a little contrast about sorrow and happiness. To dance in the first rain or just feel its beat as a kid is a reflective thought.😃.

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What is your pro and con for rain?

Also written for the W3 prompt#7

~DuoDisseminators