Wake up and you hear the sound of the rain
As I woke from slumber’s embrace,
Raindrops danced with gentle grace.
Upon the window, a soft refrain,
A symphony of nature’s gain.
From dreams to reality, I stir,
To the pitter-patter, I confer.
Each droplet’s touch, a soothing balm,
As I greet the day with calm.
The world outside, a canvas wet,
With hues of gray, the scene is set.
In every puddle, reflections gleam,
A mosaic of a watery dream.
The earth rejoices, thirst quenched anew,
With every drop, life’s cycle renew.
A whispered blessing from the skies,
As raindrops fall, nature sighs.
So let the raindrops gently fall,
A lullaby, a whispered call.
In the morning’s embrace, I find,
Peace and serenity intertwined.
