Whistle In The WindA Poem by Alexis
The pitter-patter sound,
of rain drizzling on the roof, put the baby to sleep tonight. Tonight, the house was quiet. No crying came from the cradle, or yelling in the kitchen. Just the whistle in the wind, and the pitter-patter of the night. The baby lay so peacefully, for sleep was so rare, that when mom and dad were ready, they listened to the air. Just the whistle in the wind, and the pitter-patter of the night. A whistle was in the wind, and the pitter-patter made the night, while this house was so quiet, as the moon shown so bright.
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