The rain outside my window
Stays there all day
It goes pitter pat pat,pitter pat pat
Not soft and gentle,like May
Yet not cold or harsh,
Like November or December
It is hard to distinguish
Yet easy to remember
It is it's own type of rain
Going pitter pat pat on the window pane.
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Weather Poems (English)
PoetryI enjoy writing poems, weather poems in particular.I hope you like these ones!