Tin Roof Symphony

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I sit in the shed outback
as the rain begins.
At first it is only a
soft, calming, pitter-patter.

Then the soft tapping becomes
more steady.
I begin to feel
Nature’s beat.

Then out of nowhere,
a clash of thunder turns
the steady beat into
a crazy, random, mixed-up
ruckus.

I can barely hear
myself thinking as the
wind howls like a coyote.
It whistles like a bird
as the rain keeps the steady beat.

This is Nature’s symphony,
The symphony of storm.





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