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The Rains lullaby

I can feel your presence each time you flash through the skies

Blowing raindrops on my window panes

The rain drops beat the drums, you sang wordlessly in support

Now I see you draw images behind my cottoned curtains;

Sketching trees sometimes and a phantom with huge pitchforks

With the rains you came, searching our bodies,

Lifting heavy curtains high and blowing soft airs at us

As the rains fall, you followed her unsteady drift, here and there

Causing the candlelight to dance her merry heart out

And to the townsmen a reason to snore away their days stress

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at www.oiroegbu.com/about

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