Rain On The Roof

Rain on the roof, sounds like a melody, brings back a memory, sings to me in harmony.

Rain on the roof, throbbing through my mind, a rhythm of a kind, putting worries far behind.

Rain on the roof, moves like a song to me, enables me to really see, comforts me in a way that will always be.

Rain on the roof, there gently do I hear, a music that can conquer the fear, a regal tune I hold so dear.

* I took the above photo a few days ago when the sun came out and began to melt the ice off the trees. There was a rainbow of glittering, and the sound of “rain” on the roof inspired me to revamp a poem I wrote 25 years ago.  DG

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