Raindrops on my Fingertips!

Excited as I was, when i came out of the candy shop,

i hopped on to the metro.

Had music plugged into my ears,

i couldn't hear a thing of the surrounding.

I was lost in my world,

all I could think of was, I, Myself and Me.

It was time to get back home

I got off the train and stepped outside.

What did I see?

It was pouring down heavily!

My heart jumped with joy,

I did a somersault in my mind...

I put my hand out to feel the chilly raindrops,

Not being able to stop myself,

I ran out!

Hands spread out,

head held high,

I could feel the water drops on my face.

Cutting the wind sharply,

rain pouring over me.

Childhood is not a phase,

I thought to myself.

Childhood remains forever within,

peeping out once in a while,

helping us reminisce the days that have gone by.

Raindrops on my fingertips,

chilly water drops on my face.

I'll never forget these wonderful days,

the days I go back to my childish past!