By Rick Williams
While in my house one quiet day
I heard a sound--a sort of ringing
My ears reached out with probing wonder
I realized then: the rain was singing!
The random raindrops played a tune
as they splashed against the chimney tin
I smiled and closed my eyes as I
enjoyed it--safe and dry within.
1 comment:
I love your poetry! I could read it all day! I really like how consistent you keep your poetic meter also.
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