When the rain pitter-patters
against my umbrella,
As I walk down the trail,
I always whisper your name,
Which perfectly allies with mother nature’s lullaby.
My name is Manisha, 28, from Mauritius island. This poem is an extract of a series of poems (Mein Aha-erlebnis) I wrote for the girl I love. She is my muse, my lodestar.