I always like reading
The tap, tap, tap of rain
a fuzzy background to
the silence of the pages before me.
The crash, smash, bang of lightning
diluted by the red checkered blanket
wrapped securely around me.
The drip, drip, drip of a faucet
completely unknown to my ear
hearing only the slurping of Godiva hot cocoa.
The bang, whoosh, fizzle of quidditch
resounds violently in my mind
watching Harry chase that sneaky snitch.
I always liked reading