O I love the sound of the rain,
When it lands, drumming, on the floor.
And i love the sound of the hail,
When it hits, chiming, on the door.
But the most wonderful sound of all,
Is the sound of nothing at all.
When the snow begins to fall.
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Poems of my Mind
PoetryThese are a collection of poems that I have written in my spare time and at University. They're in practically chronological order from 2009 - present day (except the first couple) so the most recent updates WILL be more thought-out and poetic. But...
