The Unseasonal Rain

Falls from above this shower of hail,
watches my snowbell, waggling its tail.
The wind is howling and curtains do wiggle.
Adds a rhythm to the pattering sound, 
as the wind chimes jiggle.

Here I roast some marshmallows, 
you said you would home by nine.
Cake's in the oven,
and dinner inclusive of red wine.

I sneak from my window,
whenever there's sound of train.
But the only thing I figure out,
is this unseasonal rain.

Lightning in the sky,
my yard is all cold and wet.
Fallen, dry leaves have soaked some water,
it ain't gonna feel a lot like November, I bet!

Daily writing prompt

What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

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