Precipitation

Quiet drops, along the window sill.
My sleepiness caused by a pill.
Stilted roofs outside.
No one is right by my side.

Pitter, patter.
Pitter, patter.

The sound continues to echo.
I hear shouts below.
Mother, father arguing
Who will be taking me.

Pitter, patter.
Piter, patter.

I hear the noise of the ambulance.
I see my mother prance.
The last breath I drew.
Before I could see again a morning dew.

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