Something i did in cypher

As i sit at my window on a cold November day
I watch with a certain degree of interest of the happens outside
But my eye is caught by the first sepkical of rain today
The flow of it is hpnotic as it dances down
Many people flee for cover
But look on in disbelieve as to find no shetler
Camped into near by doorways trying to keep vaubles dry
The brave still trek to get quicky to there endless destiation
As the rain washes away like simple feelings
The rainy day is now forgotten.