Tapping Rain

Tap tipper tap, putting me to sleep,
rain is on my window

gently tapping over me.

Tap, tipper, tap, watching with its eye,
playing me a lullaby when all have said goodbye.

Tap tipper tap, putting me to sleep,
although it cannot reach me,

rain is watching over me.

Feeling Comforted.

“The Art of Writing Life through Poetry.” ScribbledToPaper.com

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