Pitter Patter Poems - Poems about Pitter Patter

The rustling sound of the leaves The falling drizzle touching my face The clouds talking in rumbles Wonder why they are in such a haste The pitter patter of the rain Embracing me in its haze The misty fog enclosing me Maybe I am in a maze Overwhelmed I fell on the ground Eyes stinging, my...

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Titter Tatter Pitter Patter Happy Halloween Hal Got his own jack-o-lantern thanks to a good pal. What is that? Asked Sassy Sue, his current gal. She made fun of the jack-o-lantern and his pal Hal. Titter Tatter Pitter Patter Happy Halloween Hal Dumped her that very day, and found a more positive gal. ...

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I love the pitter-patter of the rain upon the glass The soft rhythm creates memories that only dreams surpass Cosy fireside moments while the weather beats her tune Raptured with the thought of us being together soon I love the sunset clouds as they warm the bluest moon Memories of your caress as we lay on that golden sand dune     The...

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Hear the soft pitter patter dancing off the roof? A cleansing rain plummets the drain, offering up its truth.. It sloshes streets and people's feet as it clears the atmosphere. Umbrellas swoosh, windshield wipers whoosh, and life is slower here.....

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Pitter Patter, pitter patter, pitter patter; I heard the sound of tiny feet I turned around only to see the biggest spider you ever want to meet If things couldn't be worse than to meet a spider that was that grand With three pairs of gaited shoes and a black walking stick in his hand I really don't want...

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Rain's falling, winds blow Pitter-patter, pitter-patter All my plans simply shattered And so ~ Let it rainbow!...

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Watching the misty rain Falling on the eucalyptus gum leaves The Galahs are squawking While I sit in my chair and deep breath The whistling sounds of a variety of birds Puddles forming on the ground Beyond the bird noises There is no other sound The Pitter-patter of misty rain Watching the flow of the river Is no strain Life ‘s simplicity at...

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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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I once met a Spanish high flyer She wiggled and danced on a wire Her pitter once pattered Grew ninety pounds fatter And now she sings bass in a choir. Feb 4 2020 Daniel Turner...

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Staring out the window while the thunder and lightning clatter, While the rain goes pitter patter, pitter patter. Trying to gather my thoughts, but they just seem to scatter, While the rain goes pitter patter, pitter patter. Thinking of growing older and getting fatter, While the rain goes pitter patter, pitter patter. Sometimes people talking to me seems like nerve wracking...

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The Pitter-Patter of Rain I sit here on the porch listening, Watching the rain in the night. Pitter-patter on my roof, I thought about all I have gained, Over all these years of life, As all I have lost and gone, As if water washed it all away, Oh maybe it was all the people, And the circumstance that did, Never...

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rain greets the morning with a melancholy sigh - pitter patter dreams...

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Pitter-Patter on my Heart Do not believe that your size in any way diminishes the depth of my affection for you. Some may say you are mere eating-pooping machines but ever since you traipsed into my life a year ago you’ve been pitter-pattering high and low weaving circles all around my heart, and your joyful ‘popcorn’ jumps bring color to my dreams. From you...

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P ropped up on my pillows I n the attic room, T inkling sounds of T he soft rain on glass E ngulfs me in the peaceful R etreat that is my boudoir. P laying a soothing tune. A llowing me to drift off T o dreamworld again. T reasured extra hours E nveloped in eiderdown. R eveling in rainy days. 05/03/2017...

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I still hear the pitter patter on the floor Of you running to see me over by the door Whenever I came home, I'm so sad that you have grown I still hear the pitter patter on the floor I still hear you calling out my name Daddy can you help me once again I wrecked my bike, and skinned...

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