Raindrop

The rain is drumming on my roof.
I try to make out some rhythm.
As I always do.

Some are angry.
The other soothe them.
I listen for a while.

I get up and play a song.
Chopin's.
Kind of my ritual on rainy days.

The D-flat major.
Are drizzling onto the forest foliage.
And trickling into the puddles.

Soothing.
Pensive.
Poetic.

The C-sharp minor.
They're banging onto the roof.
And shaking up the sleepers.

Heavy.
Dramatic.
Rainstorm.

I play it once, twice, thrice.
As long as the weather let me.
Before the hot dry air creeping in.

Prelude Op.28 No.15 - "Raindrop"
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