The Rain

Sitting near the window,
Tea, the book, and pillow,
Near the tree, it’s willow,
While it’s raining, the sorrow.

Cover all in my head,
Tiny droplets falling,
Raining shower,
And the folklore playing over.

Find me inner peace,
While the rain has started staying,
The coldness of the bedsheets,
Lazy me started striking.

And I’ll sleep as the rain is falling,
The dreams I have been noticing,
It’s time for my self break,
As I am near a lake.