Rain and Sun.
It starts becoming fun.
It interrupts with each other.
Makes an orchestra, unlike others.

The grass starts dancing to the rain.
The sun calls the flowers out of their veins.
I start peeking out of the window.
Watching such interesting event now.

It starts raining cats and dogs.
While the sun wipes away the fog.
I lean outside the window.
Gaze at the rainbow.