The Rain And My Other Cheek Poem by Diipo Fagbolu
The Rain And My Other Cheek
This morning I woke up
To the clatter of rain fingers on my roof
As the morning gets slowly darker
The arms of rainfall stealthily dip
Through my open windows
To pat me on my right cheek, awoke
I turned the other cheek, and
Welcomed the cool atlantic breeze
That brought the rains and
The sour-sweet petrichor
My neighbours scurried to close their windows
But I simply turned again the other cheek.
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