writing

Sunday Nap

Thunder claps, disturbing a peaceful Sunday afternoon.

Dark clouds roll in, dashing plans to visit the gardens.

So we open up the shades and watch the lightning dance in the sky.

The cats jump up settling in, protected from the storm.

The thunder quiets down as the heavens open up,

The rain hitting the windows eventually lulls us into a nap.

Time rolls by, and the clouds roll away.

Brightening the skies back to blue, the sun strikes out

and wakes us from our dreamy slumber.

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