Winter Rain

A heating coil
has become
the beacon of benevolence.
Warm, radiant and forgiving.
 
The sky wears
a large grey robe,
singing a hymn
to the melancholy 
of wet winters.
 
The rain
shoots
autumn leaves
 
to the ground.
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