Pitter patter

The pitter patter of raindrops falling onto the ground,
A lullaby for the sleepy.
Outside, paddy fields have transformed,
Into endless lakes of blue.
Storms rage on every night,
Flashes of light and thunder,
Sending my heart into a flutter.
April April, won't you end fast,
And put an end to my misery.


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