Rain dances at the window seal, getting my attention as I read the newspaper by the evening fire. Looking out, I see the raindrops dripping from the leaves, falling endless - one after another, to the ground. And lying on the couch, I look up at the ceiling and listen to the rain hammering it’s arithmetic beat at the rooftop and relax into a slumbering sleep. Awaking in the morning, the sweet smell of the nights rain lingers in the air and the sounds of the birds singing cheerfully from the trees echo through the valley. And from the door, I capture the beauty of the suns rays, escaping from the heavens to bring warmth to this beautiful day...
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