Summer Rain

It is cool

But it is also hot

It is wet

But it is also sweaty

White and blue uniforms

Swivel like ants

In a hole-filled tunnel

With the sound of chatting and clanging metal

The damp air is cooling

The light drizzle is soothing

And though half of the heads are covered

The atmosphere is still very relaxing

Every room's air is now cosy

The feeling of company is homely

And the demanding voice of the person in front

Is the only thing your mind is focussing on corely

Only a few more seconds of paying close attention

Until that beautiful ringing makes its entrance

And after feeling the air is less damp

The summer's source peeks through the winter's beginning