Rain /
Eliza
I love the loud rain on the tropic roof
Telling me I’m warm and dry.
But the house doesn’t last forever –
We have to work to repair it always, always.
I love the quiet breathing of my Liza
Telling me she loves me even in sleep.
But –
Robin Helweg-Larsen
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