Un-Known Story Poem by Mishaal Javed Dawar

A splish, a splosh.
That noise again.
A drip, a drop.
Please not the rain!
Dripping then pouring.
Falling on-to the ground.
It's raining, oh it's raining.
I smile then i frown.
No Umbrella or wellies.
I'm all wet.
My friends are all inside,
Watching their tellies.
'Oh mum, ' I ask,
'can we go in yet? '
'No, ' she replied,
'I need to finish my task.'
I close my eyes
'cause im feeling drowsy,
I open my eyes
And everything's blurry.
And guess where I am?
I'm inside, inside!
There is toast and jam,
On a tray beside.
I reach for it,
And take a big bite.
And i have to admit.
it's quite all-right!