Rain Comes
The rain tapped on my window
And tried to come in
But I recognized the rap
And left it in the wind
I waited ‘til the coast was clear
And the knocker was long gone
Though after a couple days went by
I saw it on my lawn
It filled my little gauge
And made sure that I knew
That it had watered the primrose
And the blue bonnets too
I found I needed it
To clear the gray away
And reveal the colors it did
With a rainbow in its place
Today I enjoy its percussion
There on my metal roof
And I relax when I hear it
With a little nap there too
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A lovely write w c.
Thanks, orchidee. I really appreciate your support.
wonderful!
Thanks, onepauly!
w c,
That was great!
I love the rain...
as long as there’re no leaks in the roof!😉
~Laura~
Thanks, Laura! Yes, rain can be very enjoyable! It often puts me to sleep.
sure I was doing LSD and the patter on the tin roof was marvelous.
Far Out!
Amazing rain ids my favorite type of weather and you described it brilliantly it was also one of my first poems thanks for the great feelings W.C. Keep up the good work.
-Theta
Thanks Theta. There's nothing like a little shower to cleanse things I really like to nap when it's coming down.
"The rain tapped on my window
And tried to come in
But I recognized the rap
And left it in the wind"
marvellous!
Thanks Jay Jay. Glad you enjoyed it!
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