A little fellow is delusional about saving the world
Just when he is about to be his hero
A usual alarm distracted him
A familiar character emerged to disrupt his mission  
Soon he grasped it is his mother asking him to rise
and he battles himself to part from his favourite rug
Not glad about his victory dragged himself to be groomed
The minute cold water dashed his face
A blare seized his attention he recognized the petrichor
He flees from his spot in eager beamed through the french windows at the mist
Slashed the azure, gushed through the blues
Edge of the gateway his mum spotted elation in his eyes
A hope desired in pair as both shared the exact expression
He is pulled off the scene to be prepped
The overcoat and the boots are out to be used
His smirk displayed how overjoyed he is viewing his blue tiny feet
Anticipated to relish the mist he clutched his mum's pinky
Escorted towards the field skipped a step or two
Arrived at last he felt heaven touched his soul
Without further buzz, he ducked his mum and rushed like the mist
Bouncing and splashing all over, the puddles are scooped and danced in too
Sand angels everywhere turned the lay into a fairyland
His sensed unable to describe the affection
Drenched by the pour yet wants to relish till drained
Even without a Kodak time is captured in mind
By the queen positioned beneath the red umbrella witnessing the precise wish for the two
The rain committed to accomplishing the rainbow till extinct
At farewell, faith is a gift leftover for both
Expected to fall in before long
The season cherished the most
Rains