Attuned To Sounds Of Rain Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sounds of rain falling on rooftops, reminding me of
younger days when our house had a tin roof, listen-
ing intently to their natural rhythms.

Totally attuned to each of them as I write poetry,
each thought taking ideas and spreading them like
ink upon paper in the form of words.

Watching as their scribbles become sentences mak-
ing sense to this mind when reading them, thinking
of those raindrops tinkering on the roof back then.