After hundred days of rain,

Come the sunshine of hope.

Finally, something to gain,

Now there’s no need to mope.

After hundred days of rain,

The sunshine dries the ground.

Though water had filled the drain,

The sunshine was finally found.

After hundred days of rain,

Now there is fear of drought!

Destroyed, was the grain,

In the river, not even a trout!

After hundred days of rain,

There was no need to fear.

Enough water had filled the drain, Far and near.

The sunshine of hope, And the gain of rain,

Enlightened the people, After a hundred days of rain

Posted by Ekya

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