Poem.

Summer Rain.

I waited so long and I sang a song,

But the wind never kissed the darling buds.

I walked by the river

watching the sky so clear

But the lark flew high 

without a lovely song!

Oh my summer rain,

come pour on me like a dream.

oh my summer rain

come kiss my pain away.

I touched the mirror below,

the ripples, the river said hello,

But so still remained the willow,

Like its lost dreaming in yester years.

Oh my summer rain

shower on us with love.

Oh my summer rain

Let love sprout in our souls again.