In the gentle embrace of falling skies,
Raindrops weave tales untold,
Each drop a whisper, softly it sighs,
Stories of warmth in the cold.
Puddles form like mirrors on the ground,
Reflecting dreams in their liquid gaze,
Children’s laughter, a joyful sound,
Dancing through the rainy haze.
The earth drinks deeply, a tender quench,
Leaves glisten with a newfound sheen,
Nature’s song in every drench,
A vibrant world, refreshed and green.
Night falls with a rhythmic patter,
Lulling hearts to a peaceful tune,
In rain’s embrace, troubles scatter,
Beneath the watchful eye of the moon.