You are thinking of pain on a night.
There is a bye-pass road being laid
Everything is quiet outside an ICU,
With fear fluttering in heart’s bird.
Rain and lights were unreal to sky.
But a joy fluttered in small hearts.
Chilly spluttered its serial bursts.
Dragonflies whizzed past memory.
Joy refuses to be the damp cracker.
There is wet rain in a night of sky.
Its soft patter comes alive in body.
Hearts are aflutter with new hope.