Pitter Patter Poem by Patrick Tincher

Pitter Patter



Rain falling on the ground
Quenching the thirst of the Earth
Wetting its parched lips
The crack of rifles
Shattering the peaceful rain
Shouts of 'BS! ' supplies the din
Rain plopping from the roof onto
The dirt outside the door
Puddles forming everywhere

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