Monday, September 25, 2017

THE PERFECT MELODY


Perfect Melody
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The air feels thick,
Laden with moisture.
Clouds roll in.
The sky grows darker,​
Then you hear the first drops.
The water pounding on the roof
in a staccato melody of its own.
Pound, pound, pound.
Tap, tap, tap.
The rain washes our streets
and clears our minds.
Preparing us for a new day.

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