Listening to the Rain

raindrops falling
spilling
filling the streams
the crevices, the reams

raindrops, never ending
like tears, crying
whining forever asking
why, me

I hear the rain fall on the outside
like the little drummer boy
beating and keeping rhythm
but the tune is always different cause it’s never written down

it’s dark here in my lonely room
I’m just listening to those raindrops falling
there’s a stirring deep in my soul
as I hear you calling