#247- Rain

It’s almost 4am and I’m reading Bukwoski in the sitting room

My small dog is snoring beside me

He’s Clever enough to be asleep by now

I can hear the rain outside falling down

I go outside and look up at the moon and the stars, they seem so bright and clear at this hour.

The city is asleep

There are no sirens, no people yelling, no glass bottles breaking, no cars honking at pedestrians as they try to cross the road

No traffic on the roads, no children shouting, no distractions

Just the rain gently falling down,

Falling on the leaves and onto the grass

Rain gently falling onto the bird feeder

Rain gently falling on my car

Rain gently falling on my face as I look into the night sky

Rain gently falling

Only at this hour I hear the rain falling

Only at this hour can I see the rain falling and it continues on and on as it does and always will,

Gently falling