Rain

It was an evening. The clouds gathered and the showers were ready to travel beneath from the sky. I was waiting anxiously for the rain to touch my cheeks and give me a soothing feel. It started raining. The curtains danced like damsels. The naughty wind touched my chin. I raised my head. A drop of rain kissed my eyes.

It was so nice to hear the sweet music of rain. Matchless and boundless. I heard the thunder. It shook my head to toe. I heard quick knocks on my window. I was afraid to look at it. The next day I found a bird that died on the wet grass.