Sometimes When It Rains

When everyone flees in clamor to shelter dry
only the birds take wing despite pouring rain
vibrant tones, droplets upon the window pane
are far sweeter to me, than sun-drenched sky.

Sometimes when it rains,
I am the bird.

© Literary Remains

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