The Rain

When the rain coming
Wet my garden
Plant the seeds
My flower joy

It is raining
Falls to my roof
Like a guest knocking the door

It is raining
Clean my house from the dust
Breathe the warm wind

When the rain coming
I open the window to receive them
And feels its drizzling

It is raining
Falls in my garden
Bring secret happiness to my heart

WW, 02/05/08
20.11 pm