The Friendly Dream.

I slept in night with a snore There I wandered in a dream of rains The rains and its mystical sounds Calling me be happy and cool tonight The summer will go and I will conquer All over the land to make good To help all and make it green The plants, and fields with rainwater The rain was a expectation and now real I thought and slept in soundness in bed When the ceiling fan stopped untimely Then I understood it was not rain The rain was only a dream that in my sleep A cherished wish but not coming nearby The temperature rose in my room The sleep is disturbed and mind wandered When will my dream will be a reality I hope you my dear rain and come nearby.