BEFORE THE RAINS
The dog is striking a chord on its body. Wonderful melody!! I thought it was practicing from the guitar show I watched. Ticks was the problem then, Whew!!! The coconut trees now know its standard. The skies had the last laugh, limits reached. The rickety sound of the old van with the description best band is a complete contradiction, "honking off-key". The rush hour display for traders to get their goods in large boxes and bags make the thick clouds unbothered. Ladies in heels wish they obeyed that small voice remembering how the flat shoes are on vacation under their beds. And there are those who came to the battlefield prepared with their armoury of umbrella and raincoat brimming with confidence. You get to see the potentials in people up for the 100 metre and long distance race. The homeless are not left out. Having thoughts where they will lay their heads is like that sad movie you only hope for a happy ending. The kids are moving their legs and hands dancing in unison while the rains can't hold their tears any longer with that infectious laughter and gently dropping on their skin. The boisterous wind of course couldn't be at the party without an invitation. Like a flash of light, it starts raining cats and dogs. The coldness of the weather makes the bed the ideal place to be. The couple know when to flip the page when they finished one chapter. Singles signal they are in for sober reflection. The pan getting full from a leaked roof makes the child's appearance sound like thunder. Eventually, the rain subsides for the frog to be heard croaking. Night time it is, the stars came along with friends.
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