Autumn Rain

Autumn Rain I awoke to the soft trickling of water exterior my window. It took me a moment to realize that it is rain downing again; the undisturbed sound of water dripping from the birch was as engaging as the silver bells ringing at Christmas. It was only 6 in the morning, but more than willingly I got up, point on a robe and opened my window. Almost immediately, the scary November wind gushed in engulfing me with its icy fingers. I shudde tearing, but make no attempt to close the window as my eyeball slowly came into focus.

It is still pre-dawn outside, and in the ?first light? everything appeared to be transparently blue, as if a piece of beautiful stained glass had been put over my eyes. The late autumn rain fell endlessly in silky thin strands, pose to beather to make the most delicate curtain with red maple leaves embroided among the threads. The steady shower poured down every year around this time, as if it were trying to wash out all my memories. I took a deep breath, and as the scent of n...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay

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