Rain falling on the soundtrack of my world
While the sun shines outside.
Sometimes I drive a gravel road
Potholes, dust and washboards take skill.
I read novels when I can
If I am too tired, I fall asleep.
If you wake me, I won’t fall asleep again
If you don’t, it’s possible I’m pretending.
The dark before dawn starts my day
My expectations are often pleasantly derailed.