On Wet Days

on wet days morning scratches
like a dog at your door

the close-in tight encounter of cloud
the mesmerising knock of rain on tin
mitigating any movement
the bed hard to break
the snug warmth of your own body
gives a lulled contentment from just being

on wet days morning scratches
like a dog at your door
reluctantly you know you have to answer

© Richard Scutter 11 June 2008