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Rain Falling In October
It's so mild in the quite suburbs with rain falling in October, and unable to sleep, I face insomnia for certain; rain, keep on falling and let me hear that steady, pelting sound on the closed windows....a melody for the saddest song should be written. I must choose the right mood, a minor scale to match this melancholy, and a slow tempo growing into a crescendo, and I could even throw in a scherzo; and transport it with a C Major to smooth some sadness out of the melody, which tomorrow somebody will hum, or whistle by learning the easy tune. Hoping this song will be a hit, thanks to the falling rain in October for the sudden inspiration... when I couldn't think of anything else! Wishing the rain would stop at six, so I could see the rising sun across the eastern sky and listen to the lark that built his nest under my windowsill. It's past sunrise, and the shimmering clouds hesitate to leave, and with nothing to look forward to... I must believe that the rain falling in October, can teach me the game of solitaire; and pinned against my warm pillow, I don't have anything to share but sorrow! Flap your wide wings, friendly lark and repeat my song, note by note; and without a lead sheet, I can't play it for very long... Copyright by Andrew Crisci
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