The Rain Lashes
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.Tha rain lashes
The clouds clash
and rush
to greet the mother earth
without caring for own death
mother earth has all to rejoice
as rain God has promised
to make her all the time joyous
the friendship between two is famous
the long dry spell has ended
as mother earth had awaited
warm welcome has been accorded
the sweet words have been offered
the clay leaves fragrance behind
the flowers even feel it not kind
the clay has special omission
of general nature with full admission
Nature is pleased
to see that opportunity is not missed
both are fulfilling the promises
with love and with full force
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