A Rainy Eve

Sky's blue turned into gold
Rather than gray but now ink.
The whole world changed, gloomy, then stirred,
Drizzlings of rain drops fell on my arms.

Punctuations, of the rain tried not to live
And felt like water was pauring down sharp
Air switched to chill with the swift windy breeze
They always tried to shrink the brisky climate

It scrubbed the sky, cleansed the earth
Animated the life as well as the zing.
Birds that chirped, birches that swung
Now's gaind more delight and temperate

Enormously purified the whole yard seemed
Now just let me think...
What a fine cool bath
I just truely had.