Music tapped at my window this morning.
A wet beat ran down my pane and dripped into my dreams.
I awoke with a song in my head, a moisture chorus
surrounding my world in a watery ditty.

Rain dropped and trickled,
plopped and splashed,
It dribbled and drizzled,
sprinkled and sprayed.

Like an amateur band jamming for fun, enjoying simple play,
the showers continued their invitation to come out;
to hum in the mizzle, and stomp in the mist,
splash a rhythm in puddles and create my own tune;
an impromptu session, special performance
with Madame Nature.