The First Drizzle

The First Drizzle

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The day was darkAnd clouds hung lowThe drizzle had justStopped its flowSilent windsSmattered my faceWith scattered dropsStill flying aroundDull and darkGloomy and starkThe houses aroundStood very stillAnd as I bent Down at my feetStreams of waterRan aroundTiny little frogsHopped with joyAnd amidst the stonesA lonely leafWaved in the windsAnd gave a smile. ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar