The Wild Dream

Pitter patter pitter patter The rain falls so softly As I sit and drink my coffee Thinking to myself how peaceful that day would be Sitting there writing poetry Sinking in my chair Falling on my hair The rain put me to sleep before I could even count my sheep I woke with a drop of water falling down my cheek I looked around me I was now on a lake of water floating on a chair Rain drops falling from the sky A bang and a crack a smack of lighting Came down and hit right beside me Then I had woke To see that everything Was just fine right beside me