I keep my windows open while I sleep
a whiff of fresh air knocks me now and then
last night I was in my deep sleep
an incident different took place then
a sprinkle of water on the face
it did not bother me anyway
then a splash of cold water on my face
did disturb me only a little anyway
I was fast asleep all the more
there was a strike so forceful
the water was all over me
peeped through the window
saw the torrential pour in glee
the rains always make me glow
closed the windows reluctantly
as my eyes pleaded for a rest insidiously
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