The rain

How beautiful is the rain!
Like tears running from my eyes
Washing all the dust away
But sometimes sounds like loud cries.
Then come the rainbows in the skies.
After the rain, the air is sweet,
With new shining pools under my feet.
It falls on my umbrella like shining silver drops
Which sprout new and fresh crops.
How beautiful is the rain!
With rain comes love
To Mother Earth from the skies above
Patting the rooftop
Flowing down every slope.