Everyday Wonder

Rainsong

rain

As I write these words, it’s night, and I’m upstairs in a little room tucked under the eaves, listening to the rain drum the roof just above my head.

I love the way a summer rain sounds silver, even in the dark.

Oh, Summer:  sing me to sleep.

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