Housemate - Frasier Crane

Dreams: --- break ---

Housemate - Frasier Crane --- break ---

All quiet and dozy,
Lying asleep on a Sunday morning,
Cosy and warm in my room,
Above the kitchen.
Dust mots playing lazily,
Above my head in the sunlight.
Down below I hear a stirring,
A click,
Then classical music,
Plays on the radio,
A sudden bang and clatter,
Something drops,
"Oh Really!" cracks the calm,
"Some people!" smashes the tempo,
As Frasier finds the plate,
From my midnight snack.
I roll over accustomed to such Sunday noises,
Secretly pleased that I have ruffled his calm,
As usual on a Sunday morning.