Rain Hitting the Window Pane

The rain hitting the windowpane,

Evokes happiness within,

Brings me back to being a child,

Sleep comes easily when the heavy rain batters the house,

All cuddled up and warm,

Safe once more.

Roaring open fire below,

The flames dance within,

All together again.

Drip drop goes the melodic sound,

Joins me to heaven,

In my sleep I head back to years gone by,

As if its the first time around,

All is great,

All is sound.

© 2017 MK AC Nevin-Crooks

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