A Raindrop On My Windowsill, And That Bird Singing Outside…
Those were particularly dull days of the week,
Friday didn’t quite light me up
That lingering gray-ness weighing down
Into my days, from the skies above.
But Sat morning, I woke up
To the first Spring rains.
The grass was green, the plants
drippin’ with all it can contain
The earth emanated the love-scent
Of yearning, now spent
That Nature’s way of doting
Never failed to surprise me in
ways most endearing…
A raindrop on my windowsill
And that bird singing outside!
A surprise that I knew was in the offing, but what a pleasant one it was: A raindrop on my windowsill, and a bird singing outside!
The heart flutters with excitement
As the seasons change guard
Ever since it did in a lil’ girls backyard
It rained and rained. Then it rained some more
And awoke the buds after a peaceful slumber
Flirting, in the half- asleep, half -awake stupor
With a raindrop, that stayed as long as it could
And then bid adieu to the sombre bud
The dark dense clouds still so heavy with love
A raindrop too many’d soon descend from above…
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