A pelt of rain to sleep comfortably;
A bit of thunder and lightning to look
And feel brave and happy at times.
The swooping airshow by the kites;
Caught by the eye and not on the lens,
The evening palettes in hues of blue,
That brings back some thoughts of you.
Like a chorus in a song, you play nonstop,
While I watch the skies and the rain,
Look at the fresh green banyan leaves
Turn wan in the summer sun like me.
The tiny heart-shaped leaves will flicker,
And our hearts will turn green once again.
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