Pitter
Patter
Pitter
Patter
Rain drips through the streets
Pitter
Patter
Pitter
Patter
I huddle under the sheets
Day and night blend together as rain clouds the sky
Flowers drink while birds refuse to fly
Trees sway in a never ending breeze
People daring to stay outside slowly start to freeze
Black Umbrellas walk down the street
Rain drown out splashing feet
I watch from my window safe behind glass
Hoping, yet not, that this weather will last
A/N: It's raining where I am and I like it but but at the same time I want sun
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Thoughts From a Spec in the Universe
PoetrySociety is a mess and my mind is in pieces. Thoughts and wonderings compiled into poems.
