Salted Raindrops

Here I go again with the midnight rain late night birds twittering in their nest I hear the whistle - the night guard blows rest of the world - I see repose. Here I go again with the darkness that prevails along with the glittering rain drops caused by the street lights luminances I feel the ease - the whisper of the breeze rest of the world - I see in their dreams. Here I go again with the aroma of the earth when the lives beneath egresses to explore their new shelter I see them fending - the unity they build rest of the world - I see leisurely. Here I go again with the flow of water that coursed through the pipes to the drain the wastes in there - blocked the course I boded the hydra - the flood it borne rest of the world - I see drouth. Here I go again with extreme eagerness the time of night made me to awaken I see the hastiness - opposed to the world of boredness rest of the hours - I felt myself crying with the rain.