NIGHT RAIN

 NIGHT RAIN

The rain on my

steel roof

chatters, clatters,

pours and roars,

almost thunder-

I’m glad I’m under

my

steel roof,

warm and dry.

I think that I

should shut now

first one eye

then the other.

I hear the sound

all around.

Now the sound

of sleep comes by,

falling like rain,

from dark sky.

Goodbye till morning-

bye, bye;

bye,

bye.