PITTER PATTER
What does it matter?
It can gush, it can rush
It can pelter like a helter skelter
Churning
Round and round
Lashing, smashing, pounding
Love the pouring rain
The sound so soothing
Comforting
Washing the day away
All the worries and the stresses
Love standing in the rain
Makes you want to sing
Dance, prance
Flounce
Love the sound of the rain
The beat
The rhythm
Like the beating drum
Pounding its own beat
The rise and fall
High beat, low beat
Falling, falling
Rising, rising
Louder and louder
Love the rain
Bringing us back to the beats of life
Softly, gently
Centrally
Lovingly
Heart warmingly
Pitter patter
Let it splatter
Let it be no matter
Let it scatter
Like the new seeds in the wind
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
17th September 2012
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