Lightly chiming raindrops cascade
Whistles and drips a serenade
It coats the town and resides
Passing as the tide
Soothing but a cackling bluster
Covers the ground in a porcealin luster
Shifting and rustling through the trees
Refreshing the land, hydrating in ease
Watch it sheen and from the sky collapse
Rolls down my window until it's humble elapse
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