I love it when it rains,
I wish to be curled up at home,
in my bed, wrapped up with my book
And dog at my feet, shaggy fur tickling the soles.
Rain, falling heavily outside,
Glancing blows on the galvanised iron roof.
Scattering down where there is not guttering,
the leaves of the tree outside my window.
drooping with the weight of water.
I love the rain.
Quiet evenings lounging with popcorn,
hot cocoa to sip, movies to watch.
Solitude even as it pours outside.
Snug and secure in my little cocoon.