In the twilight’s gentle embrace,
Raindrops fall like whispered grace.
Each drop a story from the sky,
A symphony as clouds pass by.
The earth awakens to their touch,
A dance of life, a gentle hush.
Leaves and petals drink their fill,
Nature’s thirst they softly still.
Puddles form in streets and lanes,
Reflecting skies, embracing rains.
Children laugh and jump with glee,
In this moment, wild and free.
As night descends, the rhythm slows,
A lullaby the raindrop knows.
Dreams are woven in its song,
In the rain, we all belong.