Droplets
I felt a bead of sunlight
As it fell upon my crown
And chased away the frigid night
That blanketed this town.
The sun first came in droplets
And soon roused the sleeping trees,
Which shook away the night’s regrets
And all of its unease.
In time it started pouring
And drenched the waking grounds,
Covering the earthly flooring
With pitter patter sounds;
Sounds that formed a symphony
That danced across the town
For all the world to hear and see
The sunlight coming down.
Copyright © Christopher Berry | Year Posted 2011
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