I woke up to the rain pounding the pavement
streaming out of the storm drains
ting, ting, plop, plop, ting, ting, plop, plop
I took it in in one breath
rolling over tucking my chin deep into my pink sheets
I should be like the rain
filling the world with mellifluous music
instead I take a peppermint bath
sinking deeper into the chorus of nature
what will become of the day
I do not know
but I will take it on with an innate since of calm
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