A Little Tapping on the Glass

I heard a sudden soft tapping sound right against the windowpane, so I walked over to take a closer look. Up close, big round drops of water were sliding down the glass in wiggly little trails. I leaned my flat hands against the sill and pressed my nose right up to the cool surface. Watching each drop race another down to the ledge kept me glued right there. It was mighty cozy watching the storm splash outside while I stayed nice and dry indoors.