Tin Roof Rain

selective focus photo of obalte green leafed plants during rain

Photo by Bibhukalyan Acharya  

The sound of a tin roof rain in the spring makes me smile

I would sit under it and write in my diary as a child

 

The waves lapping the shore in the hot summer days

I would lazily lay beside them as the Texas sun would blaze

 

The symphony of the marching band in fall

The smell of bonfires as Autumn breezes call

 

Sleigh bells ringing and the laughter in our home

I would soak in all the love my heart can hold

 

I have grown older now yet those sounds are still sweet

Now my grandchildren’s laughter bring a new heart beat

All of these sounds are the symphony of rest

And of all of the sounds I love stillness best

 

For it is in stillness that I hear all the other sweet sounds

Where the music of my life ebbs and flows around

In the stillness is where I hear the voice of God say all is well

and I thank Him for the music of my life