Rainy Day

I’m hiding in the kitchen
You’re waiting with your ears perked up for a fidget
Climbed into the highest cabinet
But I’ll stay quiet
Crouched in silence
I’m practicing to be a spy
I’m setting out the puzzle
You’re waiting for the rain to stop by the window
I’m asking for a favor
I know it’s dumb
Because we know
The picture will be three wise wolves
But I like your repose
Like those too old
To be the spy
I’m cleaning out the attic
You’re sneezing will uncover the dusty paintings
I should really turn a light on
But I’ll be subtle
Feet be nimble
I’m practicing to be a ghost
Oh I’m sorry if I scared you
I was only playing around, I didn’t mean to
I like the doors that open
On the rare occasion when the rain is wanted
Rainy day
Trapped inside
Rainy day