It rains to keep the heat away,
It rains to keep the sun away.
It rains when people die,
It rains when babies cry.
It rains when legends are born,
It rains when leaders are sworn.
It rains for the little kids without a roof,
It rains because happiness is a spoof.
It rains because smiles are induced,
It rains because friends are never used.
It rains when lovers meet,
It rains to give them peace at the back seat.
It rains when the joy is true,
It rains when sorrow engulfs you.
It rains because You are beautiful,
It rains for the pixie dust I save for You.
It rains to give the flowers life,
It rains to clean the murderer's knife.
It rains to keep the coffee warm,
It rains to make friends rocks in a storm.
But mostly, it rains to hide the tears away,
That you could see anyway.
Love,
Dead Poet.
