A lullaby of raindrops.

Where sleep goes sleep came
as I slumbered peacefully beneath the drumming rain.
Perhaps, the Angel of sleep took pity,
and played raindrops in a perfect melody.
Or maybe the rain tip tapping,
soothed my soul whilst I was napping.
Either way. I slept so well,
as though the rain,
had me in his spell.

Karen Hayward ©2016

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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