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Raindrops

drip drip drip
Mother rain tucks in her
earthen child.
“It's time for bed sweet pea”,
and the dry exhausted child
gladly accepts the
cool blanket.
Hush, Hush.
Shhhh.
The pitter patter lulling
Mother's darling
into the reign of sleep.





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