A Poem Written by my 15 year old son. Please do take out time to read it and then share your feedback: Summer Rains: Scorching rays strike the ground, Penetrating deep underground. Not a single soul to be seen around, Nor to be heard a single sound. The once lush grass burns dry, And animals, dehydrated, slowly die. The people, exhausted, labour through the day, And plants; dead on the ground they lay. Day by day, the clock ticks, As the Earth heats up, falling sick. A prayer for rain is chanted throughout, To cure the Earth of this misery. Soon, grey clouds swarm the sky, Rumbling, ready to let it fall. Thousands of drops fall from the sky, Rejuvenating the Earth as they fall The grass becomes lush once more, As animals drink and dance like never before. The people sigh, relieved, their hope restored, As plants grow anew once more. These summer rains last only so long, Soon returning to where they belong. Their rejuvenating effect soon fades away, As the intolerable heat follows the next day. Scorching rays strike the ground, Penetrating deep underground. Not a single soul to be seen around, Nor to be heard a single sound. A prayer for rain is chanted once more, As grey clouds swarm, just like before...
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 18:32:05 +0000