The thing about rainfall

I’m in love with the sound
Of raindrops on my rooftop
I can listen to it all night
The rhythms and richness
Are the texture of your voice

Sitting by the fire side
Watching the darting tongue of flames
As it plays with my dish
Of fufu and mushroom soup
And the rain passing by

There’s something
About the endless string of rain
That gives you an unending string of hope
That the earth will always be green
Like my love for you .

Bose.