A Ghazal for December

[Jim Wilson]

The sound of the steady December rain,

Leaves in an eddy and December rain.

The tick-tock of the clock seems to have stopped
While in stillness I remember the rain.

The world's filled with the cruel and many fools,
But there's the stochastic sound of the rain.

I read a tweet that I quickly delete
While I'm walking in the wind and the rain.

Awake at night, I turn on my room's light
And there's the fantastic sound of the rain.

I heave a sigh for a lover who died
and recall the lullaby of the rain.

My name is Jim, I seek shelter within --
There are so many voices in the rain.



Jim Wilson
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