All From A Bed

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Chumbie watches, water running, raining;

she’s mesmerised; she’s drifting

somewhere dry, and in the rain…



“Chumba Lou!” someone calls,

but she pays no heed, no mind,

her mind is many miles away…

she’s thinking to herself:

no butterflies today;

no lizards out today;

Where do they go? Where do they all hide?

and can I convince them all to come

outside today

and play with me

as, after all, it’s only rain!



Under the bedclothes, Dweezie sleeps;

it’s hard to know what he thinks

he sleeps so deep

like everything is all curled up inside

just like it is on the outside;

he’s older, already had his fill

of playing silly games

and dreaming in the rain,

so this is best

to rest with ‘them’

somewhere snug and safe and warm.



Chumba watches, dreaming;

Dweezie sleeping, dreaming too;

two cats, the kids asleep,

me and you in bed

and Sunday in the rain



If this is as good as it ever gets…

then let it rain, I say!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a light bit of fun. Still is!

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