Saturday, July 16, 2016

Rainy July

It's been a rainy July
with clouds stacking high,
today is no different it seems.

My windows are wetted,
my week I have fretted,
can't even remember my dreams.

Back to bed I must crawl,
down my quiet hall,
to let sleep wash my worries away.

While it's morning outside,
inside I must hide,
under blankets is where I will stay.

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