NAME: LANKA SHRIMAYI

CLASS: VI C
A DELUGE OF MEMORIES

Raindrops fall in a rhythmic beat,

Pattering on the rooftop like a steady heartbeat.
As the deluge begins to pour,
Memories come flooding back once more.

The rain brings to mind days long gone,

Of laughter, love and moments we’ve drawn.
Each drop a remainder of times we’ve shared
Of tears shed, and how much we’ve cared.

The sound of rain is a lullaby,

Softly and soothingly as the storm draws nigh
And as the thunder begins to roll,
Memories come flooding through my soul.
The deluge of memories is here to stay,
As the raindrops continue to play.
A remainder of love and all that’s been,
A journey of life through thick and thin.

So let rain wash away the pain,

And bring forth memories once again.
For in the storm, we find our peace,
A deluge of memories that will never cease