Love In The Rain

It had been a rainy night,
When a beggar came,
Begging to sleep tight.

He was not as white as a dove,
But was a man,
Full of love.

His lips became pout,
As though to kiss me,
But my dad came out.
 
He told the beggar to go away,
But the beggar in the rain,
Kindly lay.
 
My dad went,
And I was glad,
That the beggar was not sent.
 
But then came a flood,
So he had to go,
With his hood.
 
He gestured me to hold his hand,
Gave me his hood,
And set to his land.

~Renee Khanorkar 👧