I listened to the sound of the rain
A sound that should be mesmerizing
Yet no sleep did I gain
As I began fantasizing
A sound that should be mesmerizing
Thunder, the distant storm's call
As I began fantasizing
It was not raining at all
Thunder, the distant storm's call
Yet no sleep did I gain
It was not raining at all
I listened to the sound of the rain
YOU ARE READING
Bronze Poetry
Poetry* * * Dedicated to "Heron1941" * * * A collection of poems I've written, most usually free verse.
