The Raindrops

By Grace O’Reilly

The raindrops splash against my bedroom window

The trees outside are dancing to Billy Wind’s directions

Swaying and bending this way and that way

My bedroom window pane is full of raindrops

Although like a picture it’s more like rain dots

Between the dots is where I can see the outside World

With Billy Wind’s dancing trees

And more rainfall pouring down like a heavy fast waterfall

Summer’s is now over although still August it feels more Wintery than Autumnal

The green and brown leaves practice their swing dance for the Autumn finale

Before a wintery land looms