When it rains…

12 02 2009

It’s so hard to get out of bed when it rains! The sound lulls you. It is the eternal rhythm that beats out,

stay in bed,

s t a y in bed,

close your eyes, don’t wake.

I wanted to burry my head under the doona and hide like a child. I can’t see you day, you can’t see me!

And a book, seduces me from the side…Open me.

The child stays wrapped in blankets and lost in dreams.

The adult leaves, never turning back to the crumpled bed that day.




One response

13 02 2009

I love a rainy morning too. Your lovely imagery makes me want to crawl back under the covers, curl up like a warm puppy, and snooze……………..

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