Even though its cold outside.
I open the window outside my room,
And wedge my door open.
So I can listen to the rain.
You didnt like my last poem.
I think sometimes, you dont like me.
But then you blow a kiss, as you have to leave,
And theres always a twinkle in your eye.
I lie in bed, waiting for you again.
I've been awake a long time.
Its cold. And I try to keep warm.
But who doesnt like listening to the rain?
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Author:
siranswerer (
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Comments2
I enjoyed the mood and emotions. Thank you.
Listening to the rain can be so calming in our world.
Andy
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