Rain lashes down, splashing puddles wide,

I lie in my bed, where comfort abides.

Eyes slowly open — oh, what a surprise,

As drops tap on glass, a soft lullaby.

No walk with dear Marley, not today,

Just warmth and stillness, I’ll choose to stay.

Why trudge through the mud, then climb in my nest,

With paws full of dirt? It’s simply not best.

I’ll grab the vacuum, glide through the room,

With the roar of the motor, I’ll banish the gloom.

In the kitchen, the chicken is simmering slow,

A feast for the family, a warm, hearty glow.

Let the rain pour, it nourishes all,

We’ll wait it out here, in our cozy hall.

Wrapped in soft blankets, like hugs from above,

Safe from the storm, in our little home of love.