Tapping of Contemplation
Sit here and think
It will surely drive you insane,
But what is it,
Contemplations tap at your window pane
Look at it, think about it
It will never stop,
the rain falling lightly from a cloud
The noise, annoying as it is
Is not nearly as loud
As the contemplations that tap on your window.
Copyright © Rylea Judas | Year Posted 2015
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