Heavy pour of rain just stop
With water at every step
The trees stand bathed
Waiting some to dry it, soothed

I look out of my window to view
The beauty of nature as a preview
He pulls me by my hand
Under a small tree makes me stand

I stand with my hand around me
To beat the chillness piercing me
Wonder stuck I look at him
Responds with a naughty mime

With all force he waved the branches of trees .
Getting me bathed in the waters falling off the trees. ..
I gave him an aghast look
But he and trees bore a cheerful look  

What more to ask for ...???
Than enjoy smile the tree and my dear wore...

but with a question ..
Does he love me or the tree more??