Under Covers
Blanket
It seems like a security blanket
The clouds have covered the sun
The Bay has turned grey; all I can say
The covers overhead are all good fun
They make me feel safe in the summer
A respite from fierce heat and fire
Raindrops glisten in my garden
And birds arrive that I admire
The morning walk’s a refresher
Drizzle falls from the sky
Its sweet caress is a panacea
And a respite from the dry
I feel like I’m wrapped in a blanket
And safe when I stay inside
The grass has turned a dark green
In the garden where my eyes reside
Everything is soft and subtle
The birdsong is muted and sweet
The sounds of leaves softly rustling
The rain’s a melodious beat
There’s freshness in the flora
The trees drink in the soft rain
It brings a new optimism
Nothing we do is in vain
I’m covered by my umbrella
My skin feels moisture in the air
I’m at one with the covers above me
Here I hide like a bear in his lair
©
David Rudder
2020
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