A small face sees presents under the tree. Blood drips from the ceiling. A silent night.

I think about this rarely As you shouldn’t do When it skims my mind barely I tend to shudder try to ignore it quickly And close my eyes tight The thing I do so scarcely Try and use adverbs.

The last thing I expected was rain Pitter patter on the window pane In sunny weather it cease to exist But upon the clouds it does persist I love the sounds forevermore But will I remember time before A time with sunshine on my tail A time when happiness did prevail I look up now into the sky And now I think my oh my

The last thing I expected was rain.