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A poem for July 2015

 

It’s Raining Tonight

It’s raining tonight.

I lie in bed listening

to the gentle tattoo

on the roof - light,

like a soft hand

stroking my head,

soothing.

 

It’s raining everywhere tonight.

Raindrops are falling like tears

on the green hillside

where you lie.

If only

you could hear them.

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