The Weekly Tot

It's been a while...

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Autumn Rainfall

On the wrong days

Every time

Rain falls

Pointlessly, constantly, without rhythm

without rhyme

Sunshine only until

You want to go outside

On all the wrong days

That stubborn sun decides to hide

Not quite

An April melody

Just a few keys off

From perfect harmony

Lyrics that should be a song

But not quite, not quite that

Verses that should be a poem

But the dreary mist

brings only sentences

A pen that should be flowing smoothly

Fingers that should not pause on keys

I hear the pitter-pat outside

And know it's not quite the rain at all

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If it's not the rain, guess what I'm talking about.