It was the month of July,
When the romance of two lovers named- Clouds and Sun began,
The sun wasn't fond of her dressed in white,
So she dressed in brunette for her man.
The breeze got overwhelmed with the sight,
She danced her way through the dresses white.
She was cupid and shot an arrow on the lovers to mushroom the fun,
so the shy clouds could make a move on her sun.

She hopped on the sun in euphoria,
And the sky wore a pale suit.
She rained all she had on the vain lands,
The beauty of rainbow post rain caused a mute,
"Bless you!" said the people and her green lads.
Rain drenched the land and brought petrichor out of soil,
It was endsville in the sky and the dried lands were saved from turmoil.

The moon peeped through the blanket made from the cloud's dress,

She hushed her boys not to twinkle tonight,

They replied,"Yes,mistress!".
The warmth of sun quelled her every sorrow,
She held her lover tight and said,” Don’t go out tomorrow".

She rained the entire month,
And now It was the end of July,
She circled her arms around the sun and said, “Well!,
I guess, it’s time for farewell".
She drizzled mother earth with her tears for one last time,
Looked sun in the eyes and said, “Goodbye".
Her lover kissed her saying, “See you in the month of July".