A Gentle Rain  Awakening to the gentle caress of rain,  

Softly tapping on the rooftop's embrace,

 A delicate shower bestows its grace, 

Upon all life, both vibrant and wane. 

The verdant flora, in silent delight, 

On veranda pots and mushroom's rise,  In soil where the owl quietly lies, 

Welcomes this gift, veiled in the night. 

The gentle rain, a lullaby's call, 

Invites another round of slumber's keep,  Once eager for the school day's leap,  

Now yielding to dreams' tranquil