Saturday morning and it’s raining

It’s Saturday morning and it’s raining.

My get-up-and-go is waning.

Outside, it’s cold and dreary.

Inside, my bed is warm and cheery.

I am swaddled in smooth cotton as cares of the world are forgotten.

Raindrops are pattering on the windows and roof as far-away thunder is grumbling.

We don’t care, the cats and I, we just lie here slumbering.

zzzzzzzzzzzzz

~

 

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