Rain on the rooftops.
A gentle sound that sways
with the wind.
A gentle sound that quietly
draws you in.
A gentle notion
that you can’t help but hear.
A gentle notion
that you wish could last all year.
The queitness of the moment
you’ll always want to keep.
You lay there and listen
as the rain sings you softly to sleep.
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