It Rains in December

I am back home,this time,this year,
Thoughtful and taken aback,
Because it's raining in December,
Someone welcoming my coming back?

The earthy fragrance spreads in me,
I wish it goes on and on,
If gusty winds follow,let it be,
I will still be there,till they are gone.

I wish for the warm jacket,
Or someone within it?
I wish to dance, to laugh at,
With new passions in my heart lit.

Oh rain! It comes again and again,
Elated with its unexpected arrival,
I drench myself in the solitary lane,
This time,this year,I welcome myself to the joy carnival.