Tap tap
Tap tap tick
Shhhhhhhhhhh
Tap tap tick tick
Shhhhhhhhhhhh
Rumble grumble
Tap tap tap tap tap
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh
It knocks lightly on my window.
It washes through the Maple leaves and over my lawn.
Only occasional thunder interrupts its steady shhhhhh.
It soothes my ears.
And sends me sinking into the beige overstuffed chair by the fireplace
with a book.
Or climbing back into my already-made-bed,
scooching under my billowy burgundy comforter to nestle for an hour.
Or two.
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