Afternoon Rain
As I sit and look out,
I hear the soft cadence
of dripping eaves as
afternoon fades from the sky.
I’m completely mesmerized by the gentle sound,
and the slow, methodical raindrops sliding down
the splattered windowpane…
...as twilight comes with more gentle rain...
Copyright © Ron VanHooser | Year Posted 2025
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