Spring Rain
The rain fell gently through the night
It tapped upon my window pane
Like friends from days of long ago
Who called for me to come and play
I listened for a child like voice
But only heard the cold wet wind
It moaned and whispered in my ear
Until it calmly died away
This call I will not answer now
I'll stay within my cozy den
I'll sit beside my friendly fire
And listen to the rain come down
And here I'll rest and dream and sigh
While nature plays her lullaby
(free flowing sonnet)
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