This is a little poem I had written way back in the fifth grade. Our English teacher, Mrs. Iyengar came to class on a rainy day, asking each of us to write a poem on the first monsoon spells.
Here is mine...
A Rainy Day
Today is a rainy day
With grey clouds in the sky.
Gloomy and dreary,
The wet birds fly.
As soon as I woke up,
I saw the drizzling.
But the sun didn't come out
Nor the birds did sing.
The cool winds made me
Feel so cold.
I spotted an owl
Sitting so silent, yet bold.
But none of these made me
Feel a bit glad.
A rainy day is really
Very sad, sad, sad.
Here is mine...
A Rainy Day
Today is a rainy day
With grey clouds in the sky.
Gloomy and dreary,
The wet birds fly.
As soon as I woke up,
I saw the drizzling.
But the sun didn't come out
Nor the birds did sing.
The cool winds made me
Feel so cold.
I spotted an owl
Sitting so silent, yet bold.
But none of these made me
Feel a bit glad.
A rainy day is really
Very sad, sad, sad.
