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Raindrops on the Window
The rain beats down
 Upon the window.
 
 The rain beats down
 Upon the roof.
 
 I lay in bed silently
 Listening to the rain upon the tin roof.
 Watching the rain fall on the glass window.
 
 I am at peace.
 
 I am home.
 
 Sausage and eggs are cooking downstairs.
 She's awake.
 
 I slip out of bed
 And tiptoe across the hall.
 
 I dash downstairs,
 And I see her.
 My Grandmother.
 On her farm.
 
 I may only visit a few times a year,
 But this has been and always will be home for me.
 
 The rain continues.
 
 So reassuring.
 So comforting.
 
 This is my home.

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Thank you, Mavis, for everything. You will stay in my heart forever.