poetry, writing

Night Rain

A crack of thunder makes me jump.

Lightning flashes through windows

illuminating the dark evening sky.

Rain hits the house, building to a low roar,

as the wind slaps the oak branches on the roof.

Finally, outside calms to a distant rumble.

I settle back in, adjusting my pillow,

while a steady rhythm of rain returns

lulling me to sleep.

I love rainy nights.

Night Rain

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