Rainy Days

Sometimes I hope for rainy days
To lay here in dreamy haze
I don’t want to go outside and ‘be’
I just want to stay here, you and me.
I do hope the sun comes up soon
But don’t go yet, you friendly moon
I hear that showers are set to scatter
But I still listen for that pitter-patter
Of raindrops on my bedroom roof
That reassuring precipitatory proof
Need not I the curtains draw
I await inevitable downpour
Until then it’s back to sleep
In dreams no finer company I keep.