When Rain Falls

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.
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Categorized as Poems

By Arthur Richardson

Very part time poem maker. Retired from paid work.

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