Greenport 3

Roy Herndon Smith

It’s night, it’s raining,
squirrels scritch and crack between
the ceiling and roof.

I get up to use
the loo, squirrels go silent,
just the drumming rain.

It’s day, it’s raining,
no more scritching or cracking,
just the drumming rain.

Almost dawn, no rain,
just squirrels pattering and
softly roaring wind.