It's Raining

I lie here and listen The rain is pouring down Rhythmic’lly, regu’rly Tippety tappety A pitter, a patter But I’m dry and warm It does not disturb me It doesn’t affect me It’s soothing in some ways

But if I must go out Then those noises will change They now become threat’ning Drumming, pounding, throbbing Persistent, insistent Tormenting, foreboding For they now mean bad things And do not soothe at all

Yet when I am outside I can’t always hear it It isn’t so loud there But then I can feel it!