I was very frustrated for days,
it was only yesterday it embraced.
There was a relief on my face
tip-tip, falling rain, sprinting home as I grace.
It was warm at first and fell shortly,
It's worth reflected naturally.
With wind and moon and little fright
and sand dunes in my hazy sight.
The wind was high and cold ~ A tempest
as I moved to checked the roof of our hold.
It needed the door to be shut,
or rain would find its way inside. But!
I don't like this work in the dark
it's an uninvited guest with some Canterville jest.
but this rain brings the much-needed relief
as it will eventually come was our belief.
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Reference:
Canterville jest - it's a reference to Canterville Ghost novel.
source wiki: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Canterville_Ghost
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