Perfect Sounds

Pick me up
When I feel down
The rain pours
Thunder in the background
Lightening flashes
Brightening a lamp lit home
Candles going, crackling like a fire
The smell of pine surrounding me with warmth
Music playing
Soft enough the rain can still be heard
I dance and seat to the beat
Making my way to the window
Water falling from the sky
Shows no sign of slowing
A lingering rain that makes a smile cross my face
Nothing better than these perfect sounds
To drown the worries away
If only for a night

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