Thursday, March 10, 2011

Rainy Night

I toss and turn,
Trying to find the perfect position.
The rain taps against my window,
Singing softly to me.
The cold tries to creep in,
But I pull my blanket tighter around me,
Shutting it out.
My ears open to the musical rain,
And I allow it to fill me,
To close my eyelids.
I slip into the melody of night.

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