Sliding down the window
Rivulets running down
Droplets chasing each other
To the ground below.
Shivering in the cool of the room
Looking out on the world
Book in lap
Memories to the fore
Rain now pelting on the glass
A soothing sound of future and past
Musical notes, the raindrops beat
Pounding out a song to your heart
Rain now so hard
The drops move up
Wash away your thoughts
Now you are mad.
It creates nice sound, drip dropp and we all lost in the nature's lullaby voice..lovely write_Unwritten Soul
This poem is very appropriate this summer Robert - well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moods and weather, so changing; you've developed a stirring poem here, I like it!