Listening In

A stampede of raindrops tramples my roof,

In this upstairs room it's a din,

The TV'S turned off and the light soon will be,

I just like to sit back and listen in.


So loud now the sound overpowers the dark,

The clamor running straight through my soul,

Totally immersed I smile at the fury,

Cocooned in my haven below.


Darkness again as the roar slowly fades,

The silence of night gathers its release,

But I'll keep the light off for just a little while,

Listening to goodbye until its whispers cease. 

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