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Pitter Patter

Pitter patter raindrops are slapping The windows pelting at the glass Like chipped bone hacked and splintered Wind whipped and catapulted The wood of the house dulls the sound But the glass twinpained amplifies The droplets Pitter Patter, Patter,Pitter An unnatural sound to disturb sleep

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Running Wolves

Date: 5/1/2020 2:56:00 PM

Oh my i love the sound of rain at night.

Kelli White
Date: 5/1/2020 2:58:00 PM

So do I but last night it sounded like buckets I called my mom and asked if she and her dogs had the boat ready. Lol.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 4/30/2020 5:47:00 PM

I can certainly relate to the voice of your poem, Kelli--I have been hearing pitter patter all day here in Maryland today. You articulated the sights and sounds wonderfully. Well done, indeed!

Silent One

Date: 4/30/2020 1:56:00 PM

Sounds like a bit of a storm ..Hope you are well.

Kelli White
Date: 4/30/2020 3:55:00 PM

Yes indeed SO. Quite a few lately. Glad I took down the 2 trees closest to the house, I am well. Just locked down due to Massachusetts law and covid19, I am glad to hear from you my dear friend, love kelli

Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/28/2020 1:23:00 PM

Well, at least pitter patter's better than a 3:00 a.m. tweet from the POTUS! lol. :) gw

Kelli White
Date: 4/30/2020 3:53:00 PM

Yes you are correct. GW, :)kelli