A dream that won't come true!

A child stretches her hand
Out of the window pane,
Touches,
The stumbling droplets
After the shower
And asks
“Daddy, why it rains?”

He has no answer,
This time…
For his bereaved heart,
Could not feel that rain,
Anymore!
Only if they meanders,
From his eyes!

He hides his tears,
And smiles
And caresses his child,
He points to
The blue firmament,
And replies
“The stars must have 
Lost their toys, my child
And hence they cry,
And it rains!”

She wonders…
Her little fingers still wet…
Soon falls asleep
And dreams about her mom…
(And the wind brought
That drizzle again…)

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
2:30 am, 8th September, 2013

Photo credits:
http://www.artmajeur.com/files/machaon/images/artworks/650x650/6878254_2013-60x40-soloist-oil-canvas.jpg
http://www.designzzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Rain_of_stars_by_Mar_ka-600x800.jpg

http://webneel.com/sites/default/files/images/project/Beautiful%20painting%20-%20A%20boy%20is%20playing%20in%20rain%20water.jpg