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A Mantra

Here we both lie in our bed She is sleeping, dreaming In an unconscious world While I lay here awake Conscious of the dark Concentrating on the sound Of raindrops pitter-pattering On the roof. I listen intently To each distinctive descending drop Different and yet the same Like a mental mantra Repeating over and over Drip! Drop! Splash! Splat! Until I [yawn] fall……

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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