It was a fine rainy day
Children were seen playing in clay
Throwing mud on each other
About their clothes, they never bother

Clouds had overcast the sky
Happily, the children cried
“Come Rain, Come Rain!!
Play with us this funny game!!”

Birds were flying here and there
Everybody’s happiness they too shared
With little flowers, trees were decorated
Many beautiful scenes nature had created

I, too, wanted to go and play
But, it wasn’t possible, to my dismay
For, I was a grown up dame
So, I couldn’t do the same