'Rain' Poem by Jean Evans

'Rain'



I love to cuddle under a blanket snug in my bed,
With the musical sound of rain drops playing over my head.
The rain drops down in a rhythm of sheer bliss,
As the lightning flashes a show of stage lights through my window glass.
The thunder beats like a drum for all the world to hear,
I get more and more excited as the sound becomes more clear.
I shut my eyes and listen to the band play it's song,
And realize the only thing that could make it better, is if my husband was home.
Home to share the music, the blanket, and the cuddles of love,
To share in this musical, rainy, excitement sent down from God above...

Thursday, March 22, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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