Written for Rebecca's
Haiku My Heart....
Green Remains Thirsty..
Neither the sun shines
nor are falling any rains;
I go for my walk..
I go for my walk;
some raindrops fall on my face
surprising me, oh..
Surprising me, oh
nothing much happens really;
green remains thirsty..
Green remains thirsty;
I hear the thunder of clouds,
my music of hope..
RS:)



