A bueatiful Morning

When the pitter-patter of rain 

dribbling down the the broken drain

drip drip dripping 

in the empty water can

wakes you on a Sunday morning

And you see the fig tree 

decorated by delicate pearls

hear a few

teetering  tweeting birds

and sit in your doorway

admiring the scenery

with warm cup of tea

wisping the warmth away

how can you do anything

but glow in the glory 

of a wonderful rainy day.