You like safe sounds: 
the dogs lapping at their bowls; 
the pop of a cork on a bottle of plonk 
as your mother cooks; 
the Match of the Day theme tune 
and Doctor Who-oo-oo.

                               Safe sounds: 
your name called, two happy syllables 
from the bottom to the top of the house; 
your daft ring tone; the low gargle 
of hot water in bubbles. Half asleep 
in the drifting boat of your bed, 
you like to hear the big trees 
sound like the sea instead.