The changing weather

           The changing weather      
                   written by Anam Fatima
                        from the book 'My best book of poems 2'
Weather keeps on changing day by day,
But by bad weather we don’t change our way.
When storm comes, we don’t cry for it,
But we stand up and the unburnt candle we lit.

Weather changes with great ranges.
During storm we may move from our place,
But again we courageously continue our race.
When rain comes, we are not drowned by small drops,
But they refresh us and we move up to our imaginary high tops.

The weather becomes fine,
Again when the sun shines.
And so in cloudy days,
We must strive harder for the previous gays.

During failure of happy rains,
Scarcity of water and love may give us pains.
But you see, the lovely drops meet the earth again,
And once more with sweet rain-showers, the thirsty earth gains.