Marigold

Harry’s POV




Listening to the rain tapping, more like slapping, was just great for me. I loved the rain. The raindrops soaking the earth as it hits the ground, the darkness from the gigantic clouds that covered the sky filled with water vapor, the occasional flicker of light that shines through the drapes that is welded within those big dark clouds. The smell of the rain gets me but the sound of it pouring outside onto cars, roads, and windows is really where it’s at.

I just think it’s so beautiful how the wind dances with the trees. It can be gentle or rough. Thunder roaring, creating perfect melodies with the sound of the drops of rain. Yep, rain is for me. I can never and will never get enough.

The sweet music that nature brings is the same rhythm my heart longs to beat. I could listen to it all day long and never get tired of it. I’ll get a pillow for my back and just sit there on the porch, outside. I don’t know a lot of things I love more than rain. It’s just so perfect in every way.

Notes

Hello again!! Second chapter!!! I hope you are like it. I’m sorry it’s kind of short, but I can’t think of anything else right now, and I have a headache. Please vote how you like it so far. Comment what you think about the first two chapter. Please don’t read into how the chapters aren’t tied together. I’m sorry for spelling or grammar errors.