Written by themanbehindtheglass

hard rain

hard rain
It’s that sort of
hard rain
It seems to be falling
Or is it just
in my brain?
There’s no let up
I can hear it calling
It’s getting heavier
Filling up
With no warning
It seeps through
Into the morning.

2 thoughts on “hard rain”

  1. I used to be a merchandiser for Staples, and I used to love when it would down poor because when I would go into the back you could hear the water pounding on the roof and rushing down through the pipes, and it was very relaxing. Haha, I wish I could live under a tin roof just on rainy days.

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