Staccato raindrops on my window
awaken me and make me smile.
They don’t happen that often here, I know.
They clean my car
so I don’t have to bother,
and they make it warmer for us all.
I hope to have more of the same.
And I know that I will smile
when they visit again.
I know I’ll smile
when they help us through
another New England winter.