Sound of a raindrop

This roof above me became my shield,

Quite stronger; my umbrellas now hid

Though it doesn't let me get soaked

The loudness between raindrops never gets old

On each corner of the house: it wails

Drop, drop. Drop, drop. the sorrow is heard

Still, it sounds joyful, as it slams into the ground

They seemed delicate, like someone is crowned