Teasing rain
By May Kwek
I hear the wind calling
The skies look quite grey
The world is growing quieter
I think it’ll rain today
The bell chimes are ringing
The air has grown cool
The sky is darkening
And the afternoon too
Surely the rain must be coming
Surely it’s moments away
Soon I shall hear rain drops falling
Like drums beating away
But no, the day passes into night
And gone is the cool air
The skies went from grey to black
But not a drop was there!
Oh it was just teasing me
The dear old weather
Well, it will rain sometime
So I guess it doesn’t matter
Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek
By May Kwek
I hear the wind calling
The skies look quite grey
The world is growing quieter
I think it’ll rain today
The bell chimes are ringing
The air has grown cool
The sky is darkening
And the afternoon too
Surely the rain must be coming
Surely it’s moments away
Soon I shall hear rain drops falling
Like drums beating away
But no, the day passes into night
And gone is the cool air
The skies went from grey to black
But not a drop was there!
Oh it was just teasing me
The dear old weather
Well, it will rain sometime
So I guess it doesn’t matter
Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek
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