Am I a fan of the sun? ummmmm!!! Well I have my face cap to protect me from its rays.
Do I love it all dry and Hot?
I could unbutton my shirt or pull it if the first option betrays.
But what of the dust that comes with every speeding car, or children playing on the field?
Well I had cover my nose with my handkerchief or leave the area, no delays.
Common!! the air is always dry, grasses and beautiful flowers find it hard to survive, what about that?
What about what, I mean there is a season for everything. Life is in phase.
But
The rains are hear again, joy
Pouring, pattering on the soil
Dancing to its music, the trees move
Breathe of life, the earth approves
But
Not too heavy, floods
No more dusts, now it's muds
Rivers overflowing, like raging thugs
Let's hope, its sun's again.