Mr. Rainy

Which is the favourite season,

that makes me go crazy.

It is not without reason,

And that is Mr Rainy.

He comes after the sweltering hot sun,

Blowing a cool breeze.

Nature makes us join the fun,

with the swaying of the trees.

We hear the rain playing a song

when it pitter-patters on our window sill.

Getting wet is what we long

and the cold weather makes you chill.

All good things that have to part,

even this season has to go.

Even if it is with a heavy heart

we will give it a parting bow.