In the soft embrace of a rainy day,
Where whispers of clouds gently play,
Raindrops fall like a lullaby’s hymn,
In the gray, the world begins to dream.

Each droplet tells a tale untold,
Stories of skies, both young and old,
Dancing lightly on leaves and stone,
In their rhythm, we’re never alone.

The earth’s perfume rises sweet and true,
A fragrant kiss from skies of blue,
Puddles form in the street’s embrace,
Reflecting the sky’s tear-streaked face.

In this quiet, a solace found,
Nature’s symphony, a tranquil sound,
A rainy day, a gentle veil,
Where hearts find peace, and spirits sail.