When Rain Falls When rain falls I find you confounding conventional wisdom, countering expected frowns with a smile as wide as the world is. You're not long to lie a-bed listening, expectantly smug with thoughts of snuggling down further to your dreaming. No, I watch you rise, slipping the duvet back to cover me, cavorting quickly into your clothes and two steps a time on the stairs. When the backdoor clicks I settle into sleeping. Dawn's just beckoned when back you splash into bed, hair sparkling with morning rain.