The grey sky is lulling,
sit down at your desk.
Sun will hide today,
let’s give him some rest.
/
Pause for a moment,
meditate on my voice.
The raindrops are speaking,
louder than your brain noise.
/
Watch as I work,
to wash the world for brighter times.
Tap along to my rhythm,
as static volume climbs.
/
The gloom is important,
so sigh with me.
Open your window
and let the rain be.
About the Creator
Bugsy Watts
Got bit by the writing bug.
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