Sister Rain and Brother Wind
It's warm and cozy here,
And on the windowpane,
The pitter patter sounds so clear,
The song of Sister Rain.
Outside the trees bend low,
Like birds that flap their wings,
And Brother Wind is dancing so,
While Sister Rain just sings.(M.A. DeFord)
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