It seems
the weather-filled rain
has affected my sleep
my river of dreams
was never this deep
my bed is a boat
the floor never drains
crossing the moat
the oars give me pains
my current situation
I think I am hating
my bed is all wet
and for morning I'm wading
Chuck Audette
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/explanation-for-bed-wetting/
