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It Cant Rain All The Time !

Nov 7, 2022
2 min read

By Dr. Archana Shetty


Just like after every dark night there is a brighter day with every difficulty comes ease. Life’s battles are not always won by the faster or stronger man, the one who wins is the one who thinks he can. Presenting a short poem about a little bird who is out in the downpour and struggling against all odds with a message to us - No matter what, just keep going strong…………….Happy reading


It can’t rain all the time

Soon, sun will shine and wind will blow a chime !


A tiny little bird I am

Seeing the rain sad I became;

My eggs were anytime about to hatch

And they are precious to me as every other batch.





But it rained all day and it poured and poured

Please stop this pelting rain - in my mind I roared;

Out to the green fields my wet wings ought to drive

To collect some grains for my little birdies to thrive


It cant rain all the time

Soon, sun will shine and wind will blow a chime


The last time it rained I had wept and wept

When my little cozy nest the downpour had swept;

Branches of the mighty tree were swinging forward and backward

I still remember how my nestlings with cold had shivered.


Soon dawned the radiant day after a long night

Out of clouds came the sun so very bright;

Made me come alive with courage and new hope

And a will that with my obstacles I will surely cope.


As they say It cant rain all the time

Soon, sun will shine and wind will blow a chime!


Watching my young ones now so little

Fighting the rain that had made them brittle;

Gave me the strength to fight all odds

As now I feel I have the power of all Gods.


Just like came the heavy rain

In one’s life, often there will be pain;

Just move with hope in hearts and courage in your brain

With a belief that no effort will ever go in vain.


That is why again I say

It cant rain all the time !

Soon, sun will shine and wind will blow a chime……


By Dr. Archana Shetty




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