Rain DropS

Pit, Pat, Pot , Tit, Tat
They fall from way up there.

Like thoughts they come,
Then flow away.

Its sound so clear at first,
It fades away,

The grey damp loneliness
Of pattering drops.

Pit, Pat, Pot, Tit, Tat,…………………………………………TAT!

Rain DropS

handrawn45

Wellington, United States

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Artist's Description

When I was 22 years old, sometime in the 60’s, I was lying on my bed during a rainy day and heard the consistant sound of rain drops as the beginning line indicates. It was so consistant that I was motivated to jot down my impressions of how this sound made me feel. This little ditty was the result. This is a copywrited work.

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