Cricketus Interruptus
The crickets' constant critching call
Is covered when the raindrops fall.
A sudden downpour, Nature-made,
Did cause their noise to quickly fade.
Much earlier, the grands complained
They couldn't sleep unless it waned.
(The "it" they meant was cricket chatter,
Not the raindrops' pitter patter.)
Though soon they both were lulled to sleep
Into a rest so sweet and deep
That when the chirping chorus drowned
They noticed not the lack of sound.
But I enjoyed the critch and thrum,
As soothing as a noise can come
Especially, when most exquisite,
H & h* are here to visit.
*my grandkids, ages almost 6 and 4
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