The pitter-patter of raindrops fall,
A symphony of sound, nature's call.
Hours go by, the rain pouring down,
Misty views admired, window as my crown.

A melodic rhythm, the raindrops play,
A symphony of peace, to calm my day.
And as I hear the wind and showers,
I rest my head, on a bed of soft flowers.

My pillow welcomes me, warm and kind,
A companion true, as the rain...