Sounds of Sunshine, Sounds of Rain

cuddled up
in soft clean sheets
by the bed
a bag of treats

noises flow
throughout the house
some are soft
and quiet as a mouse

other noises
cut the air so fast
chiming clocks tell me
it's morning at last

roll out of bed
and give mom a hug
she made me breakfast
and a hot coffee mug

I shuffle to the window
hear my feet on the floor
and I listen outside
for sounds I adore

I cannot see
but I dream in sound
and noises have shapes
some square some round

at the window
I hear thick water drops
they hit the ground
with a "plop plop plop"

I think of the sounds
and from where they came
the sound of Sunshine
and sound of rain

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An original poem written by me, but based off of a favorite child hood story of mine about a blind child. The story was titled "Sound of Sunshine, sound of rain". It is one of my favorite short stories ever.