Tippy Tippy Tap

 

 

 

I sit alone under the tin.

Listening to the tippy tippy tap of the rain.

I was almost, but not quite, jealous of the companionship

The tippy tippy tap sound made me think

Those drops had with one another.

But the tippy tippy tap sound

Included me, surrounded me, and welcomed me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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